Whatever Happens, Happens. Poem by Eva Kirby

You never know what is to come
or how your going to get there.
The truth can bring you out of glum,
or make everything seem fair.

You never know whats right or wrong,
unless you think a lot about it.
It could make you feel strong,
or it could make you want to quit.

you never know how your going to feel,
or how your going to react.
You don't know exactly how to deal,
or if your being attacked.

All you can do is live,
and feel.
just survive,
and heal.