Hope

Please stop the world, I'm trying to get off.
I've tried so hard to live a normal life.
But every turn leads on to sharper strife
And every tear erodes a deeper trough.
 
The way of life has caused me long to scoff
The righteousness so shallow yet so rife
Which cuts the harried person like a knife
And causes him his self esteem to doff.
 
I've found a little hope, a few new friends
Whose quiet presence helps to make amends,
To turn around this sense of emptiness
And break away the bar of loneliness.
  Please, let the world go round- Although I wonder,
  I think I'd like to stay, a little longer.