I tried to write about hope, but only thought of despair.
In a world filled with so much hate
It just seems so pointless to see
Despair seems to be more inevitable
Despair seems to be more practical
Despair...
But Hope always seems to find its way
As hateful as this world may be
There is hope, there is always hope
The embracing warmth of the sun
After the cold drenching rain
The coolness of the rain
After the blighting heat of the sun
Despair may be inevitable
But the seeds of hope run deep
It hides itself within the confines of despair
Hope there is always hope
