Why do people come in the way,
Of these 'illusions' in our mind?
When they get us through, each gloomy day,
And help us, some peace to find.
If only someone, didn't always try,
To tamper and interfere with our 'dreams';
Which help us hold on to hope every day,
Though far from reality, each one seems.
We know they will never come true,
Because we may have just imagined them to life;
But for a little while, they make us smile,
And make us forget, the pain and strife.
It may be foolish to believe in things,
That a creative mind, just conjured up;
Don't we all need some 'crazy magic', at times,
To overlook, what's in our bitter cup?
Those who constantly weave puzzles and webs,
Often get tangled and caught, in their own;
But these illusions, keep 'almost drowning' people afloat,
The 'only glimmer of joy', that we've known.
So wouldn't it be nice, to just let us stay,
Lost in our own mythical, magical place?
We know it will disappear, when we awake,
But while it lasts, it's 'our wondrous, happy space'.
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