i hate,
just how much hope
ones heart can hold

the way you can stay,
optimistic
when the world,
seemed to have looked the other way

there will always be hope in my heart
even if i don’t want it there
even if i don’t recognize
what it is

the small light inside me
will shine bright enough
it will say,
“i have not given up, neither should you!”

because deep down
i have never given up
even if i wanted to
even if i tried