You tell me I am
childish
Santa isn't real,
He isn't maybe.
The Easter bunny isn't hopping.
Maybe not.
there is no cupid with arrows.
No love lost
God a dream inside a dream.
Then I am dreaming.
No angels or fairies.
Maybe we all stopped caring.
But superman
Superman exists.
For if there is a chance that any other dream lists.
Truth, Justice and the American way, Can never be missed.
I believe.