Life’s not so much fun
When you believe in reality
You’re the one
Who’d be happier dwelling in fantasy.
The imagination produces
worlds of beauty.
Make-believe seduces
With its serenity
Dream about your Utopia
Leave behind the rat race.
Using optimism’s myopia
It’s the present’s vision U can’t face.
But eventually,
We all see,
The harsh truth:
Society, uncouth.
To be implanted with ambition
will help U thru
But it’s really a sad situation
Take a look at the world around U.