Normal people hope for love
They hope for dreams
Hope for fanesty to be real

Others hope for basic necessities
Understanding from another
Far and few dreams to be

But I hope for one thing
Something so small
Many would laugh at

I hope
Not to be broken
Once more

By person
By action
Or by thing

I wish not to feel the gut rentching pain
That is hope crashing to the ground
Shattering to dust

Is that so much to ask
Not to be broken once more?