Sometimes I wish my life had played out differently,
like I was just an actor in someone else’s story.
Going through the motions
written for me by the hands of fate,
I accepted my destiny of meaninglessness.
But when I look back and ponder,
I see how everything
worked out exactly how it was meant to,
even if not how I would have planned it.
How every experience has made me who I am,
maybe a little broken,
but getting stronger
and more hopeful every day.