Poem

I think that hope,
What an expectation!
Hope that doesn't happen,
Then I think the pain is great.
If any expectations are met,
There is so much joy to be found.
Otherwise the mind becomes evil.
Hope so much,
Some are met,
Most of the time,
Then the mind just freezes,
Sadness and anger.
I don't know why expectations aren't met,
I think,
God does not want to fulfill my heart's desire.