I just remembered what I used to think,
Before I forgot,
what I had no choice but to believe,
Or hope to believe,
Once a lady said to me,
After I thought there had to be a reason,
You have a destiny,
But why would anyone listen to you,
If you have not learned,
If you don’t know what it is to struggle?
It made sense,
I have no idea what this destiny could be,
But i hope it’s real,
And i hope it finds me,
And somehow it makes this struggle worth it,
Well, that’s something.
Something to hold onto,
I just have to work on believing it now,
And remembering it tomorrow.