It can drive a person crazy cause it lets them think they have a chance
It lets them think the hole there in isn't deep or isn't small
It lets them think that when faced with death they might just live and will not fall
Hope it is i don't believe
cause when when holes are deep they are not small
and when faced with death you shall not live but always fall
I gave up on hope and it gave up on me
So now hopeless i must always be
Crazy now is what hope made me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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