i know what are the things
things i can never own
things i can never have
things i can never imagine possessing

but such is life
unfair
hopeless
and ever so terrifying

losing hope is the same
as dying emotionally
what's the point of feeling
if getting hurt is what you'll get

the handful of happy memories you have
are what's keeping you going
the one allowing you to hang on
the one slightly gleaming with hope