The mirage of hope

They always say that you shouldn't close the book but turn a page.ill tell you the truth.its not possible.not always.sometimes,your book is so old,torn and tainted that tearing it piece by piece,burying it or burning it is not enough.its never enough.what do you do then?turn your back to everything and just ignore it?or better,turn everything on someone else?
I knew that changing friends,schools and countries won't alter anything.i don't know why it's after me,and I certainly don't know what to do.but as a person,there was a tiny drop of hope somewhere inside me,that sometime somewhere all of this would stop.i would be normal and happy and it would stop following me,destroying me inside out.
But hope,hope is a mirage