Who's to say what will happen?

[dwnthrabbithole]

Smoke and haze, smoke and haze
Everything is one more pipe dream
Illusions of the ideal
Visions of visions
Pleasant nightmares haunting me long after I wake up

Why can’t anything be real?
I’m tired of slashing through shadows
Nothing holds up
It all falls away in an instant
A pinpricked water balloon
Suspended in the air
Watching your reflection hit the ground in every droplet

This is the price we pay for fantasy
For wishing on stray lashes
We dream and disconnect