something is missing from this world I'm in
nothing's quite right, just slightly askew
making it seem like I don’t belong
making me feel like everything’s gone wrong
longing for things long since past
hanging on to things better forgotten
que sera sera, whatever will be will be
it’s easy to say, but hard to live
when the hard times come
when they really hit you
it’s a monster to actually let go
such a monster to practice what you preach
forgive and forget is an impossible feat
the most I can do is forgive
but I’ll never forget what you’ve done
the wound is there, and still slightly fresh
but it’s healing, it’s on the mend
I can’t forget you, but somehow
You’ve been forgiven for all you’ve done
You’ve been forgiven for making it seem
Like it was all my fault
Like I was the one who changed
Like I was the one to blame
Life is never predictable, never the same
And happiness isn’t somewhere you end up
It’s how you deal with what you’ve got
While the journey may be rough
The people you meet, the laughs you share
the people you hurt, the tears you shed
whatever may come, it’s up to you
to make the best of what you’ve got
Part rhyme + part prose + truth = an uplifting poem that blew me away because it screams 'Cogito, ergo sum!' I'm astounded man, great work. Best wishes to where life will take you.