Keeping expectations or keeping hopes,
Expectations hurts and sometimes so does hope...
Our faith, our believe is sometimes a blessing and sometimes a mess,
The good or the bad depends on how we see it,
The good or the bad depends of who will judge it...
What we are is what choices we make,
Never putting our self respect at stake,
But it shouldn't change who we are,
No matter how much the hopes seems bizzare...
Its like climbing the monkey bars,
There's always one after the other,
And when you can't see one, just put your faith and it will appear,
So keep the expectations and hopes, as tis the merry season living on our hopes...