Hope - the belief that keeps me sane
the only thing that stops my heart from splitting in twain(?)
yet the loneliness and despair makes the soul grow weary
in the stillness of the night, it’s hard not to get teary
Why force a smile when all you feel is pain?
can’t find happiness, the las resort is to feign
but all is not lost, for I am not alone
praying to god like we’re talking on the phone
Through him all my fears dissipate
everything will be all right: ordained by lovely fate
looking at the sky, I can finally cope
grinning at life, I still have hope.
- Real Talk