Hope
The thing I hold onto
When I feel as if i’m about to choke
Hope for a better tommorow
Hope for a better life
Hope for days where I don’t cry myself to sleep at night
Hope that I won’t feel so bad
Hope that I won’t feel so sad
Hope that I will not feel so depressed
Hope that I won’t have the same obsession
With the idea of perfection
Hope that I won’t keep trying to change myself
To someone I was not meant to be
Hope that one day I will just be happy being me.