Stupid Questions

Why can’t we believe in dreams?
And elude reality?
Follow our heart, for a change
And not our minds?
Why do we have to do the right thing?
And trample on our wishes?
Why do we make rules for ourselves?
Create boundaries
And obstacles
In our paths to make our wishes come true?
Have we stopped dreaming?
Are nightmares all that we save?
Why can’t love be unconditional?
Why can’t life be fair?
I don’t want a fairytale
Fairytales have dragons too
I just don’t want to burst the bubble
And be cold
Alone
In the bitter heartless real world
Why do I ask these questions?
These questions don’t have answers .