Of Wishes and Horses

Everyday I get out of my bed,
Thinking of things never said,
If my wishes were a horse,
Would draw them to the water of remorse,

I'd walk a step, walk a mile,
A bridge, fall out of file,
Cross it, regroup and walk again,
Oh! Why, it's perfectly sane,

Here I am, tempt me now,
In this life, with all you’ve got and how,
While you sit back and play second fiddle,
Will head out and uncover the riddle,

My pony has grown wings,
A flying unicorn, such joy it brings,
A thud, a fall below to the ground, I run,
The dream is over, or has it just begun?

I'd walk a step, wear a smile,
But the world looks in revile
Cross it, regroup and walk again,
Oh! This time in vain