Still Got Hope...

A transition the poem describes, a hope inside the soul of the poet digging its way out...

THE TRANSITION...

Days are passing
And it's like I can't control it
A long winter's waiting for me
And I'm afraid...
Afraid that it will be
Just like others

But I have still got hope
The sun will shine real soon
The blue sky will spread his huge wings
Over ev'ry creature
And ev'ry place
My happiness will be endless
Just waiting... and waiting
For the next perfect day...

Entering the old times
Facing all the white walls
All the closed doors
Whispering to my soul:
"Don't be scared or even worried,
You know it's just another day...
Well, let's keep hoping, Soul!
Let's try to find
The magical beauty
Of the whole new..."

Now, I want it to be
Not just another deception
A change indeed
A whole new world
A new time we can see
As the real transition...