I wonder why I live with hope.
Morning:
the sun rises
Revealing a new day
Light spills out
directing my way.
I begin on journey
The path is straight
the direction is clear
no need to wait.
So I cross the ocean
crisp wind blows
the tranquil water
calms and glows.
I run into a maelstrom
the light disappears
the waters overflow
into gallons of tears.
the peace within
my escape from fear
is a place unseen
for many years.
And I feel the thunder
Rumble deep inside
the wrath of frustration
cannot be forced to hide.
So I touch the rain
pooling in my eyes
pain of sadness
buried in unspoken lies.
Yet I search for the rainbow
After the storm
the vibrant colors
keep me warm.
Because after every dark
There is always light
It may be difficult to find
just wait—it'll be bright.
Night:
under the stars
I watch them shine
At last I realize
this life is mine.
Because each day is a lifetime
I must strive to achieve
And as hard as it is
I must learn to believe.
I have walked down a path
which has shown me how to stand
And after all I have been through
I am finally beginning to understand.
This is the reflection of myself
This is how much I believe--
It's how much I believe in life
It's how much I believe in me.
No wonder why I live with hope…
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