Why should I wish
Upon burning flames in the sky
That gives us hope by night
But betrays us during the day
Why should I wish
Upon fire and wax
If the fire is snuffed out
And the wax melts away
Why should I wish
Upon dandelions in the spring
If a small summer breeze
Can blow it all away
I see no point
In hoping at all
Dreams just
Don’t come true
I see no point
If in the end
We all
Fall
