It's Time

I feel different somehow
Like I am soul-less;
Must have left it in the park
where he said goodbye.
I somehow erased his memory
But I'm better off without
I've breathed new life into this form
and never looking back again.
I didn't think it would take so long
To have comfort in my skin,
This dreaded thing that encased me
is the lightest it's ever been on my shoulders.
But lately I've wondered: What's wrong with me?
I've seen everyone around me happy
Maybe I'm not a part of that because I keep my nose in books
and my body comfortable in front of a screen.
I am not afraid anymore
Things may hurt and run me down but it's not the end
Not yet the end.

My life is not a tragedy
and will never be