Faintest dreams
Wishful thinking
All that would never come true
After all
One's got to have
Even maybe the merest shade
Of hopes
And something to cling onto
But now.
It's all been cruelly
Washed down by the rain
By the bitter words
Of people who never believed in you
Like the cocaine
Swept away
Poured down the drain
Disintegrating in water
Just like my hopes and dreams.