My mental magic

You thought your life was all peaches a cream, when in reality it wasn’t, it was actually just a dream.

You woke up one morning and you know what not to do, but you still threw your right foot into your left fitting shoe.

Not just here, not just there, but everywhere, you got along dealing with your own despair.

You wrote a song, you sang along. You gave it a nice name but suddenly you had someone to blame.

You knew there had to be a reason why, why the season seemed to go awry.

You kicked, you screamed, but realized it too was just a dream.