Hope For Our Dreams

There has to come a day when all dreams fade away, we hold onto them tight but they’re gone after the night, once the day seems to prevail in their everlasting fight. Our childish innocence turns into common sense, we want to play and have fun but once the day is done, our mind over our heart says this is better in the long run. Is there hope for all our lives? That maybe someone will hear our cries? inside ourselves we plead that someone will understand our needs, all that we are asking is for someone fit to lead. But the choice is ours to make to determine what is real and what is fake, the future is ours alone so we journey off to the unknown, with a wary mind and a well-trained eye to set the path and pave the road.