Mind is an imagination processor

Creating a world which does not exist

Publishing stories true to head

Reality is far different 

You may realize when you shake yourself

Sometimes the actual world shakes you

By throwing you in ugly situations

Imaginations are but the art of lovely creations

Don't follow your whims and fancies

Before you are knocked hard by reality

Causing you to sulk and cry

For things that you imagined

You realize never existed

But in your little heads

Were esteemed so high and precious