Stupid

Believing in dreams & wishing on stars,
I didn’t think it was true for me.
I didn’t believe it; it seemed just too wonderful,
For hopes like that to be fulfilled so simply.

Then you can’t believe my shock,
When it actually happened to me; after only
Years of thinking about it constantly.
Yes, my dream came true; and then I felt it.

What was this? Some kind of game to you—
To see how quickly you could raise and
Kill my amazement and happiness.
Well, congratulations, you win.

I’m sick of it; it’s devastating and why don’t you get,
That this feels like a joke, a sick joke to me.
Congratulations, I’m just so proud of you,
But you obviously can’t see I’m dying inside.

How could I be so stupid and not realize,
That once I wished for something I wanted,
It would come in that “dreams come true” cliché,
And be there only for a moment.
Yes, my dream came true, it actually did,
But just as quickly as it came, it died,
Slowly before my crying blue eyes,
So I don’t think I can wish or dream again.