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Hope

I fuck the consequence to get a hope
but I destroy it before it even born
by predicting what happens to be worst
and here I'm sulking about feeling lost

does any of your mind speak back to you
mine does and the only thing it lacks is the truth
it tells me to stop dreaming about leaving
it's the darkness outside of the shell I live in

but the hope is a miraculous thing
it gives a glimpse of joy above your chin
a song that resonates inside your heart
breaking all of the darkness apart

whatever the worst my mind predict
hope always gives a better verdict
clear all the negative thoughts inside
leveling myself and my schizophrenia

as a submission to Hope comp