(co)existence

i keep struggling

i keep stressing out
the purposeful effort
for being the emotional
jack of all trades

it endures
it lasts
it takes away from me
it creates a sentimental blast

keep the search
through all the trades
for the right one
(destiny?)

yet you will find
one day or another
no jack can take it away from me
the inability
to be open
while still everything flooded

yes, I am the jack of all trades
whose solely weakness
(amongst many others well hidden)

is to always being able to forgive
but to never fucking forget