| Dangerous Hope It really doesn't hurt, it really doesn't matter, but sometimes I wish I did to people. Just when I think I do, they prove me wrong. Just when I think I get me, I change. My mind has changed yet again, my eyes are seeing differently. I think I understand why, I think there is one main reason and I wish it didn't exist. I can't explain to it, it cannot hear me now, it must remain away from me. I wish there was so much I did not know, I wish that piece of hope would crumble. Meanwhile, I take what I can and punish myself with thoughts of my evil nature. How can it trust me with everything I do? Smile with one side, twist words with another. Am I trying to become what it will hate? |
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