Defeat

I wish I could believe

That the sun will rise

But the truth can decieve the untrained eye.

I wish I could believe that my heart could be whole

That good people can live and still keep their soul.

I wish that could trust anyone,

That my pain wouldn't be a burden.

I wish that my smile was true and not a mask for how I'm hurting.

I wish that weight I carry wasn't so heavy,

Like lead in my feet, they drag in beat.

I who loved. I who cared. I who tried. I who cried.

I was a fool to believe that life is good to good people.