Pathetic Fallacy

Seven sisters, ever running, ever crying
 Tears of beauty, pearls of light up in the sky
 There's strong Orion, in pursuit across all time
 Wielding arrows, at once so close and far behind
 And a world of hopeful dreamers looking into the night
 Casting their wishes to these lights
 And all those sisters, ever frenzied in their flight
 Never notice all those dreamers in the night
 Here in quiet futility, I cast my own wish on Pleiades
 That all I now believe won't prove to be pathetic fallacy
 Fragile balance between hope and fantasy...
 Naïve notions of how life's supposed to be
 I stand idle, pondering mythology
 Strain my eyes
 Where does that vanishing point lead?
 So much there beyond my periphery
 So much hurt outside of what I choose to see
 And all the wisdom of the ages can't explain
 Why things happen time and time and time and time again
 Still, in my futility, I will cast this wish on Pleiades
 That all I now believe won't prove to be pathetic fallacy