A Perfect Naivity

Let the music play

And the movie begin

I asked for a dream

Don't give me a bubble of nothing

Childhood is a home

For everyone who never asks

I called it a dream

An envisioned future

Then they rushed me

To wake up and run

Blow what I have dreamed

With no why and how

What is wrong

With what is comfort

Where a child dreams

Why asks for more

I can grow too

In a comfort place

Instead I feed the dream

In its handmade home

Why rush and hurry and sad

If they afraid of losing time

With each cells lost their dream

Ain't time something they started too

Time laughs at their foolishness

After they made it they threw it away

Just like what they've done to every dream

And now where they are at to start

Those little children struggling and silently

Looking for a comfort home

Which was taken and once called the dream

Oh the perfect naivity

Big muted baloon where they lived and floated

Unhappily ever after

sad girl.