Elucidating Questions

See the problem with aching for the unattainable

Is that I always have some shred of hope

No matter how disheartened I am

I always have just a shred

That something will get better

It’s awful because that hope gets disappointed

Even though everything else I see tells me otherwise I still think someone’s going to help

The whole “having hope” thing is so overrated

They say have hope, I can’t stop having it

The dreamer holds out hope

Sounds like a tag to an emotional movie

So much hope for no reason

When I say the only person who can save me is me

I mean I would literally have to encounter a me who isn’t broken

And I don’t know who can save the world

It certainly isn’t me

Dear me, save me.

Yet hope

It’s a difficult thing to have when the world is intent on being as it is

I have to exist for some reason

I don’t know what that reason is, but here I am

Can we ease up on the difficulty setting a bit?