What is hope?
Hope isn’t much, actually, but it’s a lot.
I like to see hope as a Huge On Positive Enigma…difficult to
explain, maybe just as difficult to have.
I see hope as us…Healing Over Past Experiences.
I see hope as us…Humans, On Persistent Expectations, living
to see tomorrow. Hope isn’t just Her Only Powerful Exertion over these tough
situations. It’s his as well. Hope is Having Our Problems Eventually die out someday. Hope isn’t just a name, How Often Placed Especially on girls.
It’s much more than an identity. Hope is us, Having Our Patient Expectations met…waiting
till then. Hope is Here…Our Present Euphoria, just until we have
what we hope for. Hope is How Our Planet Escapes being swallowed by
negativity…but that’s just my opinion.

Half living,
half dead
I hear voices
in my head



Half crazy,
half sane
Cryingly laughing
in vain



Half empty,
half full
Glass is broken
after all



Half super,
half not
Don't know
what I've got



Half glowing,
half dark
Keep on flashing
  that spark



Half satan,
half god
Half good
or half bad



Half yin,
half yang
Half old,
half young



Half nothing.
It
doesn't
make
any
sense
.

Is the glass half empty?
Is the glass half full?
Different perspectives and opinions may not always be right
To me the glass is full
Even though showing its not
All about looking at things differently
And making room for change and improvement
Even if others don't feel it's right