Robbed

I feel like a victim of some kind of injustice.

Looking back in my whole life,
I know I'm blessed.
I've been blessed for a lot of times,
and somehow I feel favored.
I guess I am.

But I think I was also robbed of
things in life that I should've had,
or shouldn't have lost.
It's a raging spirit.
It's in my protesting mind.
It's in my fighting heart.
It seems like,
life has cheated me a lot of times,
stolen what was supposed to be mine,
making me feel defeated,
and fed up with fighting
to the point that
I don't see the sense in fighting anymore.

I know there are those who
have worse experiences than mine.
Worse state of life.
Worse situations, worse all.
I know that, like I said,
I'm also blessed.

I just don't get why
some in my family,
and my friends,
or even just about any other people;
they have what they have for the reason that they have it
- and I'm not just talking about material things here.
They have what they have without having to fight
or struggle to have it,
or suffer because they don't have it.
Life is fine, normal, good.. at least as compared to mine.