i stopped hoping things will be okay.

i stopped looking at the clouds wondering what could have happened if things didn’t happen this way.

i stopped reading words that tell me life is a cold hard ***** and it was teaching me that i shouldn’t go astray.

i stopped listening to the sound of rain, crying every time i feel my sadness should go away.

i stopped listening to people that begged me to look the other way, forget, and just be happy, be gay.

i stopped learning what it means if i had the choice to stay.

i stopped letting my demons cloud my mind — at least i have the strength to keep them at bay.

i stopped hoping things will be okay.

and it’s okay,

because i realized, all that had happened will come to pass and all these things will be gone one day.

so, from now on, instead of hoping,
i’ll work hard everyday

to make myself happy.
it’s my choice, be it as it may.