Hope isn't for me, it has never been.
Sure, tomorrow is another day, another day to start again
But what if I'm stuck in a loop?
How can I have hope for that
if the only thing that can change it is me and I'm not?
Hope isn't for me
Determination isn't who I am
too small, too afraid
too empty to do anything
What is left to do now?
Inspiration has vanished, the reason unknown
from a small crack it's crawling
But what if it stops?
What if I stay
What if I stay
Empty
Scared
Hopeless.
Nobody seems to know how to help me
just how to help themselves
Why can't I help myself?
Where, I ask
Where is determination? My will to get better?
The inspiration to create, to do
To change tomorrow
To not fall in a loop again?
Hope isn't for me.