Let's try how great our imagination can be
Let's say we have the same thing
of the wishful thinking
If yours and mine are identical
Can utopias be real?
Can dystopia be chill?
or our soul will go downhill?
Imagination will always be imagination
If there is no courage and action
I'm the only one aiming for it
but always need cooperation for it
Those cities we always dream
Now the light is dim
Those take us to a place of happiness
Now we're going to the clueless
A bucket of roses I always wait for
It makes me stand like a fool in the corridor
It should be minimal, am I asking too much?
and now my heart needs a patch
But, I've had enough for today
No more time and energy to play
I will save it for another day
to make it work and worthy someday