Little Hope

Break the damn mirror, Burn the stack of photographs. Erase the text files, clear the history. Numb the mind with pills, Drink and smoke what kills. Make every morning a new start, Hope that experiences makes you smart. Meet what future brings, Live for the new frills. Illusions and day dreams, Fantasies and night dreams. Get a grip, keep control. Let the soul keep hold of the hope. The sunny skies, rainy days All the good and the bad ways. Hope that prophets words isn’t true, That you can really get through. The past will still be around, Just hope that the peace can be found.