I am young, with hopes, dreams and wishes,
hoping,
dreaming,
wishing.
I hope to be successful, I dream of the perfect home, I wish for the perfect love.
They call it naive.
Does that mean there is no hope?
There is no such thing as dreams?
Or wishes?
Without them you are lost so I am not that naive.
I know there is bad, and wrong, and evil.
But please just let the hopes, dreams and wishes last,
Before reality really sinks in.