Some people believe in hope
A persuit of that which they believe must become
I no longer believe in this ideal
Its now nothing more to me than a memory trapped within a once closed mind
I don’t care what tommorow brings
I can greet it with open arms, but its not like it matters
Tommorow will come, and my emptiness will be covered up in a security blanket
Nothing learnt, nothing lost
Before i became weighted down with the sorrow foolish hopes
But not anymore, the world will be free to twist me and distort my body to its will
I do not believe in true love, fate, hope or destiny
I believe in this moment, right now
My being is no longer tommorow…
Instead, every essence of my being is today
Some days my spark will burn bright,
Others it will fade to a dull cinder
But I will truly be myself
And there is nothing that can change me