Hopeless

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HOPELESS

Sometimes I would ruminate       

Why my heart seems desolate    .       

Thought I have given my best,       

But my life ends up a mess.               

Drowned in regrets and despair           

This life is just so unfair.           

Dream so distant as the star           

I doubt. Could I reach that far?       

Frail confidence was broken;           

Now fear has won the token.           

Manoeuvred my life’s joystick       

None I could do, I’ve gone weak.   

   

The wind’s gone and dropped my sail,    

In the middle of nowhere.           

Lost, scared, bleak – hope has run out   

Waiting for that waterspout.   

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