Why do we speak
Why do we eat
Why do we spend each day on the same two feet
How do we lie in a bed filled with people we love and still feel lonely and sick
We try everyday but in our stomachs it just won’t sit
Is it for hope
We smoke our dope and dream of places we never will go
Or things we never will do
Or people we never will meet but it keeps us alive and keeps us complete
That’s why we live and that’s why we die and that’s what gives us a reason to try
It’s hope
Even when people they tell us we’re worthless
Our hope it tells us we’re worth it
And we know it
But sometimes we’re all too embarrassed to show it
Broken and broke we stand all alone hiding ourselves from the world
Scared to be judged
Scared to be hugged
Sacred to not be enough
So we hide all our dreams behind our 6 inch screens and smother our hope in doubt
It screams for us but we pretend not to hear and never let it out
But there is always a different route
To uncover our hope and believe in our core that we all have more in store
We’re better than this so unclench your fists and clean up your wrists and get what is rightfully yours.
