Hope
Recently what’s written down has been black ink
And next to that have been scribbles of red pen
But today id like to pick up a pink crayon and draw between the lines to illustrate hope
I know that there is happiness in some places
I’ve found it so unexpectedly In so many places after all.
I just get this sense of burden that comes with being relied upon
Also the obvious problem of the secrets I hide
But the shadows have gotten tiresome and solemn
Here’s how I wish to live my life
It’s a simple day dream but maybe this can be true!
I will pick up a pink crayon and mark between the lines of anguish
Then I’ll look back and realize all the bad times were worth the happiness in the stories we told later
To the point where all i remember is your smiling face now
In darkness there is light
In light there’s darkness
That means all that I need is to look harder!
Right?
Walking and walking
Walking thought a technicolored dream
Of my design
Happy is here
Don’t you agree?
Don’t you agree?
This is a true masterpiece!
All the times that I’ve felt stones in my throat
All the feelings come at once and my mind blanks
And then I remember the one feeling in the back of my head.
It’s a fluttering sensation inside my chest
A particularly strong feeling
It lifts me up sometimes and makes me want to walk another day.
Sometimes it makes me live outside of my eyes
And I notice myself in all of their light
But then i realize the spark I’ve actively dimmed my whole life
And it comes back when i look into your eyes of bright grey and passion.
In darkness there is light
Look closely my friend!
In This world you have so many people to love
If not then yourself is a start
Not everything can go right but I know we can survive together in harmony!
So pick up your pink crayon
Or whatever favorite color you have
Look back on all of the bad times and in between the lines write what was good
I won’t pretend like I don’t cry
But hope wouldn’t exist if all times were purely happy now would it?
Running and running
Through a technicolored dream
Of our design together
Hope is here
Don’t you agree?
Don’t you agree
This life can be happy!
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