we all know that life in general isnt fair. but why do we keep believing that good things will come our way? we keep hoping, we need to hope in order to keep going, although deep down we know that it doesnt really matter.
i think i will give up hope. it is deceiving. it makes you believe in things, wanting them to come true, hoping endlessly. but when the longed for, hoped for things dont occur it feels as if the world is going down. the shattering of hope is deafening, the disappointment paralysing.
i dont want to be disappointed anymore. it drains the energy, and everytime it gets harder to pick myself up, building up the hope again, only to face the same upsetting truth.
it is hard not to hope, hard not to have expectations and wishing for things, but i really do think i should give it up. maybe only for a while to re-charge the batteries, but if you dont expect anything at least you cant get disappointed.
hope is passive, and i dont think i wanna be that anymore.
