Hallucinations

Wishes, what are they made of Dreams, hopes, loves, everything we want to be Everything we are meant to be? Should something come of these expectations Who will take the blame We wish for things not meant for us Loath when others have what we wish But the magical mysteries of wants Escape when we see past an illusion of desire. The consequences of our shameless envy may stem from the irrationality of the heart Branches, stem and leaves form the growth of a disastrous fire Consuming from within the mirage Seeing beyond, we move towards the reality of future