Hopes, Expectations and Deceptions.

There is something
I hate
But at the same time
I do
Every single day
I wish I could
Undo
Or just not do it:
It is hope and expectations
Simple things
but with a almost infinite depth - to the naked eye
that seethe inside of my head
within my imaginary world
into my room
into the streets
into the music.

One day
I will not hope anything
I will not expect anything
I will not fool myself to give in to the tricks, but
to the possibilities of destinies.
I will let the fates in its own course
I will let the wind blow in its own course
I will release to happen goodness and curses
and the surprises of life.