My head is all foggy,
I'm trying to lean into this new state,
Than sweeping it away,
We are born into this world as we are,
We've no sway over that,
Then as we grow we are just what we are,
Doesn't matter what we were aiming at,
So here I sit wondering what is next,
Changes or all the same,
Either way, I will be just who I am,
Really, it's all the same,
Except this thought,
Then the one that follows,
No matter where you are, that's where you are,
And where that is nobody really knows.