Give me a reason to forget

Give me a reason to forget ,
give me an excuse to forgive.
All that has been said
about me by those who hated me
without knowing what I stand for..
I am not a Messiah , I know
to carry the burden
of sufferings on my back.
I will not rise from the dead. .
I am a rebel who will die
his unsung death on a bed
with the knowledge that
he can't change the world..
Nothing that I say will matter ,
to anybody ; this world will have
its own way with days and nights ,
good and bad , light and shadows.
So maybe I need to forget it all
the memories that haunt me,
the little things that bother me ,
after all , they are not anything
that I should own.