Hope....

as i lay waiting for my parents to send me home to campus, i can't help but notice the hope in their voices, the belief in their eyes and the sacrifice. i wonder how sch emotions are born. it is love of the highest order, i'm a fuck up to put things in perspective and deemed a failure by many, i hope to see the glitter in their eyes yet again. a glitter of happiness and pride in their first born. this belief weighs heavily on my shoulders and i often stumble and fall. all i can do is hope. hope in myself and believe in equal measure....