Hope

All I have is hope I write for it, I dream all day long Someone correct if I’m wrong I’m stuck, stuck in a life of grief and heart ache I’m not beaten or abused But I still hope See no one gets me, they never try A life full of people, but still alone If I complain, would I be wrong But I still hope Writing because I need too Looking for some kind of truth Everything around me is a lie Day and night, anyone could hear my cries But I still hope Of a future where someone understands me Some that will listen with no cruel intentions A content life A free life You see I still hope, because without out hope I have nothing