denial?

Hello dreamer,
Are you thinking,
thinking grassy greens,
o' apple-picking
and daylights blue?
Oh, silly thing,
you've set yourself up
on'n emotional swing
twice the fool
half the king
Killed yourself
while trying to bring
life in itself,
Eternal spring?
Give slap one, two-
more! so it stings
come back, come
back, fold your wing
there's no room to fly
only you-  dang'ling
mid-air
while you sing
love songs to the world
reverie-gambling
On dreamers' chance
and intuitive fling
you are the make
of cold nothing