Hope, this is what keeps us going.

But what makes us hope? What is hope? Why do we hope?

Well, we all know that we should expect the worse.

We all know that setting high standards will just disappoint us.

But we still hope.

We still hope that we’ll be coming home even though we don’t know where is home.

We hope that the perfect day comes, where we’ll just be happy, even though that most likely wouldn’t come.

So why do we still do this thing?

Well, here’s the thing.

We humans, want the best. We want perfection. We want happiness.

When we love something, when we want something, when we need something.

We want to believe that we can achieve this, we can get this, we can get through.

This hope, is what pushes us to our limits.

This is what helps us grow.

You might say that, how can you grow if you’re not moving forward? If you’re just hoping?

Well sometimes, hope is all we got. We trust our gut. We can still move forward and grow, we can still hold on and grow.

  Some days I don’t like what I see in the mirror

And every movement and every choice I make seem inauthentic

Every word feels like a betrayal

How can my mouth be moving

When my heart is in chains and my mind is a wasteland

Where my self-esteem blows like hay in the wind of a western tableau

But I survive

I play the part

I want to live it

I want adventures and excitement

Not conventionality and reality

Because your reality sucks

I will not accept it

While you all mope and complain and tolerate it

I will be out

Growing, expanding, and changing this world

I want to fix what we broke

And mend what we've begun to bend

I want a lot

But nothing at all

All I want is simple

I just

But not like the kid

In that movie

Many people die

Years, decades, before they stop breathing

Because some people

Only survive