We chase them
But never get closer

We smell them
But cant touch

They tease us
Taunt us

Never to be found
Road blocks always in the way

And yet we still chase blindly
Its almost stupid

If someone gets hurt along the way
just another casualty

It causes us to become mean
Stubborn if you will

The problem is
Dreams are never attainable

Dreams are just that,
Silly dreams

Our idea of perfection
Impossible demands on ourselves

We chase because we think we will be happy
When happiness is staring us blank in the face

Dreams dont come true
Reality always consumes