Someday

What is hope,

What is happiness,

I just want to hang by a rope,

My life is a mess,

Then I take a look around,

And realize at lease one person in this world has to care,

And I start to smile instead of frown,

I've looked for years,

For someone to help me,

I've wasted millions of tears,

I keep going because I know sooner or later someone will see,

Someone will see the marks on my arm,

And the tears on my face,

They'll take me under their wing safe from harm,

Convince me I'm not a disgrace,

They'll teach me hope,

They'll help me know happiness,

I won't want to hang by that rope,

And they'll help me sort out the mess.

Reviews

[zunie frost]

very thought provoking piece of work !!!
really nicely done !!!
i love the flow of it !!!
great job!!!

[Dead]

Thank you .

[zunie frost]

welcome !!!

[Jacob Clifford]

This is very good. Such a good message of hope.

[Dead]

Thanks! :)