Believers

Dreams,

They are nothing but lies,

Dreams do not come true,

They pass you by,

For other greater dreams,

They snick right by,

They have lives of they’re own,

They don’t care,

You know why?

They say they’re to good,

And that we are pieces of wood,

Hollow,

And hard,

Filled up to the top,

With nothing but lies,

Ones who are lively,

Found that out before,

All the great wars,

The wars of dreams,

Victory and fame,

Pathetic they are,

Say the wishes and dreams,

Wishes are dreams,

Small and wide,

They‘re just the same,

So the believers wont complain,

The survivors,

They’ll live the longest,

Doing what the are taught,

Enjoy the thought,

They are teachers,

You kid me not.