Hold on to my fantasies struggle to make it through;
if the outcome is joy and aspirations does it really matter if what I hope for is true?
No expectations only dreams of happiness have I;
sweet surprises to grasp near to, cross this pass think the best, I must try.
When the end doesn't meet my outcome, usually the worse;
I leep for joy as my leaning is to a sour verse.
Stay the course joy through tribulations I must recall;
ingest lifes teachings I've known almost all.
Towards the light I should turn;
tangle with the fire expect not too much then I'll not burn