It has all come back Because I did something that I knew was wrong That I knew would hurt me, destroy me I knew it would because I have been all too familiar with its consequences
Hope Supposedly its a 'good thing' When hope lives in your body you are seen as being strong and capable
But the pessimistic people of this world are labeled differently They are the 'party poopers' the glum, the depressed, the angry Understanding this you could come to the conclusion that I have gathered
Hopelessness is good because you can never be let down Everything can get better than it was from the beginning And you don't sustain that hard, sucker-punch to the gut When everything turns to **** Because you already expected it to
And this is when I realize why I hated hope so much Why I never held it fast Because it never exceeds expectation and rarely meets it So hope, it just let's you down It can destroy a person
I'd call these people stupid but, of course, I'd be wrong I call myself stupid when I make such mistakes It is a mistake It is a sin