There comes a time where you must realize, not everything is meant to be There is struggle There is pain There is love There is vain There are things that lift your spirits And ones that drown your soul There are things that complete you And ones that make you less than whole Yet throughout all these things, although not meant to be They create something hidden, Perhaps your destiny It may be confusing It may be so grand But that my friend is the beauty Of a life gone unplanned