Puppets

To say the sun will always shine

Is a lie

To say the air will always be around

Is a lie

Words of encouragement are who they are

Made to believe are what they are

And ready to slowly fade away is what they will be

The sun will not shine tomorrow

For it's not immortal

The air will be gone tomorrow

For it's not unlimited

But, yes,

We say they will be back

Because we are puppets of a delusion

Called "HOPE"

-Naytica-