Hello Poem by renee Artur

Each day i travel throu the dark wasteland of my life.
Forever waiting forever hopeing that one day i will find love.
Untell then i stare hopefully at each passing mirrage.
Maybe its real maybe, its realy real and the pain is over.

I am pitifull i should know by now there is no prince,
and no one will come to save me.
But i still hope and forever i shall,
through all the pain as i build my self up just to be torn down.

I see no point in liveing if i can not hope.
So i smile wipe the tears from my eyes, walk up and say 'hello'.