Bumpy road

I don't have expectations
Or dreams,
I might not ask much
But I always known
What true goal is.
I trust my sences,
They never lie.
They are my guards
On the bumpy road,
That's called "life".
Amazing, isn't it?
How wrong sometimes
You can be.
You colour your life
In pure white.
And then, let pain inside.
It's never right
To live that way,
To rat oneself.
But on that road,
You got betrayed,
Turned down so many times.
And sence of victory is lost.
And hope that you always had...
Where had it gone?
The meaning of this word
You can't explain it now.
You go straight ahead,
Without looking
What's on left or right...
Your eyes are down,
You try to go steady...
Not to fall again!
With time passing by,
Your life is getting
Grey and dreary,
With every second passing.
You don't want to know
Other colors now.
You don't want
Let the light inside.
You don't think
It's possible to change
That gloomy person,
That's inside of you.
But faith in the best -
All is left.
And step by step,
You turning your face
To the sun again