Only a fool believes in the unlikely.
We are never forced to have hope,
To gouge on the ideas of dreams.
It is an idea not worth understanding,
However I still do as it seems.

It keeps my feet moving,
It holds the tears back.
Can anyone say it's wrong to hold heaven,
When Hell makes it's attack.

Yes I am delusional,
Yes I may be mad,
But no, I'm not unhappy
Even knowing that truly life can be quite sad.

I speak the language of the heart and so can we all.
If it's wrong to think not all is evil then let it be proven,
I don't fear that my heart's hope is a mistake,
Because in the end I have faith.

Kye Kurion

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