What Will Be

Written by: Michael J. Falotico

What will be is what will be...
Always flying high above the trees..
Better then lying on a bed of deceit..
Never really landing but I still can see..
What will be is what will be...
A sinking feeling from the dreamer in me...
Too many doors that never had a key...
I'm breathing in desires from a window in me.....
And that's how life is seen through me....
Because what will be is what will be....