Hope
On the verge of extinction,
Yet battling its way out of my heart,
Like a bird gone rouge trapped in its cage.
Whispers promissory notes that its never too late,
Neglecting the omission of forgery.
Parents nagging for salvation,
But blinded by shades of deception,
I tell them I'll be okay at the end of the day.
Inspirational when all is divine,
Degrading when all is deficient.
Hope,
The contradictory standard.
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