If wishes were dreams and dreams were gold.

Truth be told, I’d be dressed to impress on the daily.

If wishes were dreams and dreams were gold.

My boys would wear suits and ties with nary a worry.

If wishes were dreams and dreams were gold.

The vehicle would be more than just an A to B.

If wishes were dreams and dreams were gold.

More friends and family would receive bounty.

If wishes were dreams and dreams were gold.

Hard choices wouldn’t be a necessity.

If wishes were dreams and dreams were gold.

All homes would be filled with sustenance a plenty.

If wishes were dreams and dreams were gold.

There wouldn’t be prejudice or poverty.

If wishes were dreams and dreams were gold.

We’d all get along merrily.

If wishes were dreams and dreams were gold.

1 on 1 dates wouldn’t be a scarcity.

If wishes were dreams and dreams were gold.

The tears cried would be cried happily.

If wishes were dreams and dreams were gold.

I blew up half the city. I panted out of breath as I focused on the plans. The jumble of wires was causing focus to evade my mind. There were papers and scraps everywhere blowing in the wind. I tried to catch some of them to no avail. I needed to succeed before time was up. If I didn’t complete this task I wouldn’t get paid. If I didn’t get paid, I’d have to leave my beautiful home that I had spent so long preparing.

I hate this, I hate it all. The colors, The burning lungs, The stinging in my eyes.

I turned to the last page of my instruction. The last page that says:

USE HELIUM TO INFLATE THE BALLOON CITY

I sat down hard, head in my hands. I blew up half the city under my own lungpower. If only I had read the instructions.

This is the first challenge I'm entering for @famewriter 's challenge. I am unsure if I'm tagging correctly.