little hope

and i wish i knew that

I was in the good old days before the good days passed me by

and it went so quick

are the good days behind me ?

I do not know if the future is bright

I do not know

maybe i just need that little extra glimpse of the light at the end of the tunnel

I’m living each day with the hope it gets better

write myself this poem but it’s also kind of a letter

that I will read in the future and hopefully that this is just a bad phase this is just a sad day

and in the end it will all work out my way I hope !