Dear Hope,
I just wanna let you know,
That you're so full of shit.
Everytime I try to escape from sorrow,
You just keep stamping me under your feet.
I don't know who told me to always be hopeful and positive.
But that mindset is wrong. So fucking wrong.
'Cause in the end all I end up with is go back to being negative.
Whispers of "try again" I hear you say?
A fucking slap right on your face I want to present to you.
Assuming you appear to be tangible to me some day.
But for now,
Please leave me alone.
Try your whispers some other time, when all this despair is gone.
Just remember to take it slow.
'Cause I'm sure this mentality is not gonna disappear by tomorrow.
