I often find myself thinking that what I'm going through is just a nightmare, a horrible dream and that I'll wake up and be the person I was before, happy but of course that just another cruel way of hope. I hate the word, the idea of hope.
I've hoped and hoped endlessly, only to be disappointed everytime. I don't have any hope left, I don't believe in hope.
Well actually I do, my hope is to die but even that seems to be impossible.
I've hoped and hoped endlessly, only to be disappointed everytime. I don't have any hope left, I don't believe in hope.
Well actually I do, my hope is to die but even that seems to be impossible.
