So is this finally what I’ve been waiting for?
The peace I’ve been asking for,
Yes, I’ve kept my wishes in memory,
To see, if they’d be granted to me,
And no, it’s not magic, that isn’t the story,
It’s a miracle, to think that after what I’d seen, heard, walked and lived,
I could achieve true joy, carrying these scars with me,
Because still, I know I made those horrible mistakes,
But one person, who can look me in the eye and show me that they have no ounce of regret in their lives,
Will be the first person that I can truly say is worthy, better than me,
But I know, that’s not the case.
Seems I’ve let myself be battered down and crushed,
Over time, the goodness and zest faded away,
But I had to fight to reclaim it, though I’ve changed, I’m better now,
Realer than ever.