bumpy road.

so i was expecting more...
but no. i should keep these thoughts inside a hidden box
and forget all about my silly dreams
yes, im tired
no more trying

[lost expectations]

it is raining again,
the bumpy road is wet...makes the walking harder
(maybe i should stop)

monday morning... no dancing or singing in the rain
i am only watching
staring
everything.
and waiting...
waiting for hope,
while my knees gently bleed.