www.whyville.net Feb 7, 2010 Weekly Issue



cbeatles
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Hope

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Sometimes, I feel hopeful, absolved in my own faults,
Sometimes I feel painless, sometimes I do not,
It seems the lies, the relentless guilt,
It engulfs me in unhappiness
I feel mad, I feel sad,
But I have hope
I have dreams,
As strange as it may seem.

When everyone around me seems to push me away,
I must make opportunities for myself and never let my hope give way,
Because I'll only live once, I'll never see this again,
All I will have are memories, no point of utter zen,
I keep these memories with me,
Wherever I will go,
Because one day I'll find my place,
And never feel the need to let go.

Because I won't give up,
I will not lose the fight,
I'll rise above the noise,
The poison,
The strife.

And if my well-being fades away,
At least I'll be able to say,
I have never given up,
I never let my hope give way.

 

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