Well Enough to Smile?

A standard poem with no real meaning. . 
Excitement fills my body well,
When I know good things are swell,
Freedom is a valued word,
Saving us from hell.
People say "hope is gone"
But I say that's not so,
Hope and freedom is one song,
So let me sing it so.

I'll judge you not
For loving your life
I'll judge you
When you are wrong.
I've to say these things sometimes
It's how I'm kept from harm.
I trust your sight
I trust your thought
And now I must trust myself.