There Is No Why

There is no when or where
There is no how or why  
I know I am destined  
To gather all the broken pieces  
     Until I recollect myself in my full entirety
           all the tears, all the fears, all the fights,
               all are part of me  
                   just like all the laughs, all the kisses, all the love
               all the scars and betrayals and defeats
            shaping me  
            all the revelations,adorations
         all the passions
      keeping me alive and breathing
                                …some just more than others.
                  Don’t really have the time to pick and choose
             I’m running through this life too fast
         I know damn well I’m just a gatherer
                  and sometimes not too innocent bystander.