Prisoner Of Hope

Moss Allie

The bar is set so high that I can walk right under 
Can't reach even on my tippy toes 
No matter how far I run in training for this marathon 
I trip and fall, lose by a nose 

Then something taps me on the shoulder 
I listen when it's older than me, it says 

Look up, reach out your hand 
You can't see anything new 'til you change where you stand 
I'll throw you a rope 
You know you're just a fellow prisoner of hope 

Another day, another no 
Sucker punch leaves me bunched on the floor (woe is me) 
This is when I fall into a downward spiral 
Negative thoughts feed vanity (& I'm so hungry) 

From the high wall 
Sometimes all we see is how hard we could fall 
So what if we do 
Rise mud-scraped & bruised 
Maybe we have to be a little bit broken to hear hope call