HOPES ON A PAPER
A palm was hidden in a candy coach
What’s inside was completely not worth to approach
There were just a paper and a piece of wood
They were present to please my mood.
The sound I made was so far from my ear
So low that only papers can hear
It was a dream my pledge promised to keep discreet
I hoped on a paper since world treated me so strict.
I drew a flower on a paper- convinced myself things would be okay
The flower I coloured in yellow slowly started to decay
Was it my fault not to make it pink, or blue?
So that the flower ended up getting true..
Everytime i leave home to survive mud and clay
I ask my hope to always work and stay
Yesterday I hoped on a paper- because reality betrayed me
Today I hope on a paper- because there come belief and certainty.
Get me a pencil and a piece of paper
I’ll draw a smile..a new hope may soon appear~
tomyamfan; Hopes on a Paper
Dec 19th 2010, 3: 35 pm