Hope dies last

People say, the hope dies last. They are right. But what if the hope is already dead and I just don't want to believe that? I asked me this question many times but then I always watched away. I just couldn't believe the truth because it would make me sick. Shall I accept this truth and try to make the best of it? Or should I continue hoping in something impossible, living in my own dream where nothing ever goes wrong? It's a difficult decision but someday I will have to make the choice and I hope it will be the right one. Till then I will stay in my sweet dream... because the hope dies last...

Now I'm sitting here again. Thinking about what will happen next. I'm trying to concentrate on what is going on now and just don't to think about the future, but I can't. Something is wrong, I'm worried and I actually don't know why. When I had any problems in my life, I usually let them wait, but now I feel them coming back. Soon I will have to solve these problems and I don't know how. What will happen when the time comes? ... And again I try to forget all these problems. But I know they will come back towards me... soon...

I'm waiting for the moment
that will change my life.
I'm waiting for the time,
time of fate and love.

I'm waiting for the day
when my dreams come true.
When the clouds will waste
and the sun shine threw.

I'm waiting for the fortune,
waiting over years.
Hoping all the time
that the day will ever come...

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