Second Star to the Right and Where to Next??

Fairies have their lives easy.
Any one of the said category who'd like to argue that point with me can come on up and do it. I shall simply brandish a Board paper at you and ask you to complete it without magic in a 'reasonable' time interval of 3 hours. That sound like a decent idea??
As you can probably see, the exam fever has me in it's clutches (Let me go, you accursed thing!!). I just got clubbed over the head with the realisation that sleep from hence forth is going to be hard to find. Of all the times of the day, the peaceful, sacrosanct night has to be the time disrupted. I did plan a sit-in protesting against this, but apparently, nobody was interested, everyone being fast asleep. Sleeping off the action of the night time.
What, you may ask, do we do at night??
Oh it's very interesting.
Economics.
Political Science.
Math. (Yay math!!)
Psychology.
French.
You get the picture......
Alert the media, there's a hot new nocturnal occupation for underage citizens of the country!!!!
It's called sleeplessness.
People all over the country suffer from insomnia, and family members force them to seek help, and are extremely worried about them.
WHAT ABOUT US?????
Family in our case, is PROUD of the insomnia. It means we're working hard, you see. Towards our long term (yet undecided, in my case) goals. We study for the knowledge, we study for the learning, we study to develop our country.
Rubbish.
We study for cash. Cold, hard, cash.
Why do you think nobody stays in this country for higher studies?
Cash.
Campus placements are way more lucrative when they're counted in dollars.
And what about us poor souls, who still believe in fairies, who still wake up in the dead of night every 24th December in the hopes that we might spot Santa, who still look up at the moon and imagine it to be a beautiful piece of magic, who dream by day and live them by night(this usage of the night is probably most useful), who seem to live normal lives, but have a secret corner of their minds where they hide away their true ideas so as not let them be exposed to the glaring realities of the world???
The pretty thoughts stay locked up. They're pushed to the background as each and every one of those rare souls are forced to focus on the harsh truths in life, are forced to become ruthless and use any means possible to reach the top. All for cash. Those story-tellers are stifled, their ideas forever lost, and if by chance, the world ever gets to hear one of their stories, it's by a mere fluke.
All for cash.
Disillusioned?
Yes. Sadly so. I grew up thinking the world was ours to change, we were it's masters, and it had to obey our views. Not so.
WE change.
WE have to choose.
WE are the ones who obey.
But sadly, we were the ones who made things this way in the first place.
Pray for peace???
I pray for the dreamers. I hope that they can live their dreams, continue to spin pretty thoughts, and continue to live in a secret world of fairydust.
I hope that the rat-race doesn't swallow them up as it did to those before them, and I hope that some day, being a dreamer is as much a respectable way of life as being a doctor is.