U kno so many time's in life we deny ourselves hope, we refuse 2 see the light @ the end of the cold dark tunnel 4 fear of finding it's ot what we were lookin 4 exactly. Of this I 2 am guilty & in thru my own pessimism I pushed away the thing I wanted most so I sit here day in and day out and shelter this small bit of hope, shower it with my love, nurture it and love it so that hopefully one day I'll be able 2 harvest all the loove & attention I crave but until then all I have is this frail thing called hope & a wish 4 change