9/20/10

hope.

With.
Hope.
It's two small words, but you don't ever really understand what it would truely mean to someone.
Everyone is different, yes?
With every person comes a different meaning.
Hope.
H.
O.
P.
E.
What's it really mean?
A second chance?
A new look on life?
A reason to live?
A reason to work harder?
What?
I'm not quite sure what it means to me except that I use it alot.
To others more than to myself.
Is that fair?
To give others the thought of hope when I'm not quite sure if I myself have this. Do I really have this thing called hope?
Is what why I try so hard to be here. To prove them wrong?
Is it because I'm in all honesty here to try to change my stars. To show that even though I'm a stat to others, to myself I can be more? Maybe.
I guess in a way I believe in hope.
But subconsciously. I believe. In a way I wish hope upon others more than myself. Maybe because they need someone to believe in them. Like others believe in me.

Maybe.

With. Hope.

2 Comments:

Blogger Cam said...

Omg, that's just a truly amazing blog. Damn it! It's the kind that just makes you want to reread and reread it again. I told you you could write, you have the emotion you have the thoughts, you just need the courage to look inside.

September 20, 2010 at 11:47 AM  
Blogger Angel said...

I try.

September 20, 2010 at 1:43 PM  

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