When I am walking down the hall, everyone is looking up at me.
They think I am going to give them every thing the ever ask for.
So I walk down the hall, and people ask me to save them by killing there enemy's.
The thing is that everyone forgot that I am human to, and I need help too.
There is people that what me dead, and then there is the few that want me alive just to save them.
So now I stand here with only you by my side and you are the only one I need.
People say that hope is for the really rich, but for me hope is every thing and nothing.
When the day that I see my hope again, I am going to tell you that no matter what people ask for, or want out of me I am only going to do it, just because I know that one day I am going to see my hope again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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