It is what it is
Or in this case
It is what it isn't
Either way, no point
On worrying about it
No rhyme or reason
Sometimes for the way
Things work out
That's how it seems
To be to me at times
You have to read between
The pauses and lines
But will you glean
What they want to say
But aren't willing to
Or just what you want
To hear them say
It is what it is
Or in some cases
It is what it isn't
No point in over thinking
What you can't change
Or fretting about what
Has already come to pass
Got to find your own way
Of looking at things
Knowing whatever will be,
Shall be
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