You enjoy stargazing,
daydreaming all the maybes,
daydreaming all the maybes,
especially right before you fall asleep,
when your subconscious takes over.
But you dare not to over expect,
afraid that reality's big bum might sit on you,
then laughs at your naiveté,
making you hide in humuliation.
So you try not to let the hopes overflow,
capping it with a lid;
smiles fade away,
sighs sigh.
Well, good thing dreams are boundariless =p