Hope

Hope I know how this story ends My heart beats and bends Outside of my volition I observe the rhythm,  Of reality's pulsation But I keep wishing...  Holding on to northern lights To brave the darkness of my plight I know how this story ends As if I wrote it myself Yet I always act surprised At how that love is out of sight A man desires a reason But deeply needs affection I know that this story ends, With nothing but rejection And yet I walk a tight rope As if you'll catch me if I fall