Hope

My head aches with confusion,
just knowing it shall never be.
I, for one, am a hopeless romantic,
than why isn't, as well, the world I see?

I hear my heart deep inside me.
It's whispering calm words.
Trying to comfort me,
even though, more than I, it hurts.

But living in my fairy-tales,
hoping, one day, they'll come true,
doesn't make life any easier.
But dreaming is the only thing,
I know, well, to do!

Why can't life be as I imagine it?
Dreamy, happy, just and worth living?
Instead I see all the opposite;
People lying, stealing, hurting and killing.

My head is swollen,
full of questions from my heart.
But the answers I know,
are just too hard.

So may that someone find me!
I'm begging!
And show me the good part.
For as long as I am a hopeless romantic,
I shall always keep down my guard.