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Hopeful Thoughts
A little can of hope keeps me going everyday.
I take a sip and all my problems go away.
It's filled with positive thoughts,no fears.
That goes down my throat and erases all my tears.
It's like a happy delight.
Not having troublesome thoughts at night.
Does this delight come from above?
The one thing that heals my heart.
Is it from another part of the world?
Or is that not the right word?
When I'm sad,I take a sip.
Of positive thoughts and desires.
When I feel troubled, I take a sip.
And I calm down my inner fires.
It's like the thoughts you get on a sunny day.
Away from people,problems at bay.
Does this delight come from the skies?
When I take in the positivity,time flies.
And whenever I feel happy or sad.
I take a sip and I don't feel bad.
What I'm talking about is not alcohol.
But happy,peaceful thoughts that make happiness flow.
And when I run out of this delight.
I feel miserable,empty and lonely at night.
Just a little chunk of hope keeps me going everyday.
I hope that someday things go another way.
One day,the feeling will stay.
And I won't have to deal with this delight being away.
Magic,positivity and desire.
Feeds my inner hunger or fire.
Fuels my happiness or desire.
Some days I lack hope.
And my words begin to choke.
If I could just buy a can of actual positivity and hope.
On sad days,i would definately go broke.
Again,let me say.
I don't mean alcohol at all.
But hope that calms down a stress filled ball.
Sometimes,that one person can inspire.
Fuel the positivity and warm fire.
If you don't believe me,you can call me a liar.
But hope is what my heart desire.
Make me fall harder,fly higher.
Over the sky of ember fire.
One day,i will find that chunk of hope.
I won't feel sad another day.
All problems will permanently go away.
A little can of hope helps me go day by day.
But eventually,the supply will go away.
I might turn into invisible ink.
Still,hopefully I think.
I take a sip and all my problems go away.
It's filled with positive thoughts,no fears.
That goes down my throat and erases all my tears.
It's like a happy delight.
Not having troublesome thoughts at night.
Does this delight come from above?
The one thing that heals my heart.
Is it from another part of the world?
Or is that not the right word?
When I'm sad,I take a sip.
Of positive thoughts and desires.
When I feel troubled, I take a sip.
And I calm down my inner fires.
It's like the thoughts you get on a sunny day.
Away from people,problems at bay.
Does this delight come from the skies?
When I take in the positivity,time flies.
And whenever I feel happy or sad.
I take a sip and I don't feel bad.
What I'm talking about is not alcohol.
But happy,peaceful thoughts that make happiness flow.
And when I run out of this delight.
I feel miserable,empty and lonely at night.
Just a little chunk of hope keeps me going everyday.
I hope that someday things go another way.
One day,the feeling will stay.
And I won't have to deal with this delight being away.
Magic,positivity and desire.
Feeds my inner hunger or fire.
Fuels my happiness or desire.
Some days I lack hope.
And my words begin to choke.
If I could just buy a can of actual positivity and hope.
On sad days,i would definately go broke.
Again,let me say.
I don't mean alcohol at all.
But hope that calms down a stress filled ball.
Sometimes,that one person can inspire.
Fuel the positivity and warm fire.
If you don't believe me,you can call me a liar.
But hope is what my heart desire.
Make me fall harder,fly higher.
Over the sky of ember fire.
One day,i will find that chunk of hope.
I won't feel sad another day.
All problems will permanently go away.
A little can of hope helps me go day by day.
But eventually,the supply will go away.
I might turn into invisible ink.
Still,hopefully I think.
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