Hope

I'm filled with such hope,

That in return always fails.

My hope is strong,

Yet it falters.

I am as weak as a feather.

My hope is a disgrace, that

Should not be seen or even be here.

Yet I have a hope that fills me throughout.

Nothing I say or do will stop it.

I am filled with such hope

That never seems to last long.

It fills me to the brim,

Yet just as easily dissolves.

I wish to hope no longer.

There is no point of hope for me,

Yet I'm constantly filled with it.

I'm fill with such hope,

That I wish to no longer have...