Hope


Going through the life like questioning what it really is?
Been told all my life who I am going to
be.
But you know they can just wait and see.
They say you'll get through it but do they know it's hard.
My strength, my Stamina, and my Heart are all telling me to fall apart.
The only one who ever cared was the big man upstairs.
Everyone else is telling me to depart.
People, people, busy all the time, telling and yelling, rushing and pushing like everyday is Christmas day.
What is wrong with society?
Someone can only take so much anxiety.
You know sometimes, bad times, times when you're way down.
I have been there and it doesn't feel like you can cope.

But push through with everything you still got and that my friend is called hope.

Be the change you want to see.

Have that mentality that you are free.

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