My Moment

Sometimes things don't always work out the way that we had planned,

And sometimes these things that are falling apart start to get you, and it gets to the point where you feel like you can't even stand.

This whole time, I thought coming here, things were going to be different, and I have accepted the fact that they are not going to work out that way,

And that even though it is not easy, it is just going to be a task where I need to try and get better and take it day by day.

Maybe this whole time I have been looking at it completely wrong,

And that maybe things were meant to play out this way all along.

I have always been someone who looked on the positive side of life. and lately, I have lost that spark,

But maybe that was all I really needed to try and lead me out of the dark.

Even though it is not turning out the way that I wanted it to, maybe it is because something better is out there,

And that this whole time it was meant to turn into something better, but I was too busy questioning why this situation wasn't fair. 

All along, I am finally learning, that this was not my loss, but it is clearly yours,

And that all along I was focusing so much on you, and was so blind to all of the other open doors.

Over the past month that I have been here, it has been really rough adjusting, and it got to the point where I didn't think I could do it,

But I am finally starting to remember who I am, and that I do not have it in me to quit.

Instead of putting all of my efforts into getting you to realize what you are missing, maybe there is a bigger picture up ahead,

And it is time for you to realize that even though you counted me out, you can never count me dead. 

Maybe it is time for me to go after a fresh start, without thinking about you all of the time,

And even though it got off to a rocky start, it is just another mountain that I am going to have to climb. 

I can't wait for you to come around and realize that it is too late,

Because I am not the one who is missing out, but you passed up on something great.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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