Dreams

Dreams are made
Each and every day
By quite a large variety
Of so many people.
Dreams are created
To give us hope.
Hope is a though,
It's what makes us human.
Once hope is lost
We are no longer human
WE in turn
Become lost.
This world is to vast
For so many
To lose hope.
Things go wrong
For nothing is perfect
This is a known fact.
Also, perfection
Lies within the eye
Of the beholder.
Everything has their faults
It all just depends
Which way
All the sides are viewed
And where the opinion
Comes from.
Anything can look good.
Anything can look bad.
Looking at the negativity
Pulling at it,
Living off of it,
That's easy,
And slightly cynical.
But to take out happiness
In any moment
That is the true challenge.
We all must strive
To find a moment
Of joy,
But it is hard.
To find love,
In such a harsh world
Is tough.
But if we don't hope, then we Become monsters.
We want for love,
So we search for bliss.
We want for bliss,
So we look for hope.
We want for hope,
So we dream.
This makes us human,
As imperfect as we are,
We must try.
many fail,
They lose themselves
In the many turns
That one must take
For life.
But still,
Many try
And therefore,
Many dream.