Everything is gonna be alright
Everything is gonna be fine
I feel alive
and
not complete
but 
content
whatever it is
I feel
that's wrong
or 
unfair
It's gonna be alright
in the end.
Maybe no 
tomorrow
Maybe 
next week
or 
year
or
Maybe in the morning. 
Is this classic human act 
of 
self-denial
convincing you?
It is me.
Maybe it's not 
denial...
Maybe it's my last string of hope
to be the person
I was
3 months ago...
the person I was
when I was 
with you.