December fifth twenty eleven
Hopeless
I don't know how I got this way
How I ended up so astray
The money's run out
The flowers all gone
I need to keep going strong

But it's hopeless
To be optimistic in a world
That tears you down
To Hop Heave Hurry Hurdle Hustle
my way through this ever turning playground

It's HOPELESS
I want to scream to the heavens.
Why persevere?

Because
If I don't, i fear
I'll loose myself.
Fall into the black oblivion
and lay in the laps of those who share that opinion.
That is not my Fate!

Hopeless.
I'm not.
I have the power to make myself better
Through any kind of weather
I push on.
I'm strong.
I'll end up where I belong.