I once had a hope
That would never become
A true wish of mine...
I once hoped
That I had the strength
To get back up
When I'm being pushed
when I am already down
On the ground
But I knew
That my hope
would never become
A true wish of mine
I once hoped
That I had the mental strength
For when I am sitting
On a peachy colored
Chair
I wouldn't break
The waterworks in my eyes
For people to label me
As weak
But I knew
That my hope
would never become
A true wish of mine
I once hoped
That my dear brother
Would come back
From that dark and
Wretched place
That humans call
Prison
So that the pang
In my chest
Would leave me
But I knew
That my hope
would never become
a true wish of mine
Mar 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2017 at 6:20 PM UTC
I once had a hope
That would never become
A true wish of mine...
I once hoped
That I had the strength
To get back up
When I'm being pushed
when I am already down
On the ground
But I knew
That my hope
would never become
A true wish of mine
I once hoped
That I had the mental strength
For when I am sitting
On a peachy colored
Chair
I wouldn't break
The waterworks in my eyes
For people to label me
As weak
But I knew
That my hope
would never become
A true wish of mine
I once hoped
That my dear brother
Would come back
From that dark and
Wretched place
That humans call
Prison
So that the pang
In my chest
Would leave me
But I knew
That my hope
would never become
a true wish of mine