I give people chances.
Some they deserve, some they definitely don't.
I want so very much to see the good in people.
I have to hold on to this hope that if you give people a chance,
They will rise up and meet your expectations.

With those expectations also comes disappointment.
The two go hand in hand in these situations,
But no matter how hurt I get from them,
I still hold on to this intense need.
This ardent hope, that somebody will surprise me
And show that humanity isn't lost.

There are good people in the world,
And there are also people who have goodness buried inside them.
All it takes is the right person to elicit the good from its hiding place.
What I have to accept is that most of the time I'm not that person.
I cannot change those of whom are not ready to change,
And not everyone who is lost, want to be found.