Hope. A crude thing.
People who possess it, end up losing it due to pursuance of an objective centralized on solely having Hope.
Hope. A cruel thing.
That tears away things from those who wish for it.
Hope. A villainous thing.
That can be existent, or absolutely unrealistic.
Hope. A false thing.
That we imagine to console ourselves that there is a reason to live.
Hope. A lie.
We tell to those we love to get the point across that we will always be with them.
Hope. An ugly lie disguised as a beautiful truth.
Was the saying not with beautiful lies and ugly truths?
It seems that Hope is a shapeshifter,
As well as a master of deceit.