H.O.P.E
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Cindy Huata, Grade 11
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Poetry
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2014
It's time to wake up,
Once again, I'm afraid.
Paste on that smile,
To your happy charade.
You'll swim through oceans of tears,
And cut rivers of blood,
And then you'll get trampled,
And stuck in the mud.
But it will end...
You'll see.
Just hold on
And trust me.
Just slip on those headphones
And shut your eyes tight.
Contrary to what your mind says,
You can win this fight.