World of Illusion

Perhaps we are all broken, Living an illusion that Perfection is no less than A reality, that the world Is not a sick perverted candy land. An illusion of a god that cares for us all. But this is just a dream. A wonderful life long acid trip for some. Oh my dear, how I hope you live In the illusion till the end of your days. I hope you can walk with the optimists And the believers, whilst the cynic's Like myself, watch from a dark street side Corner, wasting away in a puddle of envy. How I long for a mind like yours. A mind to keep me on a constant high. A high where every beautiful thing seems real A high which will trap me in a glorious dream Instead of this terrible nightmare of reality.