Finding Hopeless
Finding Hopeless
I sit here wondering why?
It makes me want to cry.
Finding hopeless
When we say good bye,
Not seeing you for weeks at a time.
Finding hopeless
Is almost a crime
Why shouldn’t I whine?
Being put into this bind
Finding hopeless
Watching my hart tear apart
Just like wrecking art.
Finding hopeless
Maybe I should beg,
Like my uncle Greg
That would be hopeless
As hopeless as this rhyme
One day will be mine
I’ll be happy like a mime
That’s just hopeless
Then the weeks will pass
Just like burning gas
My feelings will erode
Just waiting to explode
There I’ll find hopeless.
