"What is hope?" I asked my friend.
She said "It's something that can't be bought nor sold but is something you must hold."
"What is hope?" I asked my mom.
She said "It gives life to those who want to be dead and it comes from your heart not your head."
So now I know what hope is.
It's something that can't be bought nor sold, but is something you must hold.
It give life to those who want to be dead.
And it comes from your heart not your head.