Passing by

Why do we remember when others dont?

We receive things we did not ask for,
When things that matter does not come by easily,
What is the point of even trying?

Why do we try so hard to understand?

When others just do not care,
We try even harder than before,
Disappointing ourselves much more.

When others just go on with their lives,

And we spend all our time thinking,
The meaning behind those words,
Why dont we just let go and move on?

(I just wrote this poem because I get tired of people analyzing all the words theyve
seen or heard)