I try to understand
what will happen
with my hope and me
how can she pass
and not chill wit this
all our fireworks
even our private kiss
passions ignite
understanding is a dream
I know deep in side
hope isn't mean
fighting to protect
a painful hurt
hope cant see me
under hardwork and dirt
standing on
misunderstanding
left me
misunderstood
hope can't see the tree
just the worm in the wood
I can see hope
lonely in a crowd
reflections aren't seen
by the wounded or the proud
life's coach a jerk
don't do no good
compared to what we share
what he would if he could
hope come to me
when the healing is done
when hope wanna laugh
we'll have some fun
deo o5
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