Our dreams are fleeting
Leading us through a maze of unknown and delight
Sometimes our only escape
What would we do without these mirrors?
Let our hearts and souls rot?
Without dreams, we have no hope
No goals to achieve
Trapped in the inferno
We would be an empty void
Blind to the subconscious world that creates us
For many they are active
Memories of the avenues
A humanity much greater than ours
I would hate living in a world without dreams
A fate worse than death
My mirror is focused
My dreams alive
What about yours?