The Same Blue Collar Guy

The work I do is not the most prestigious one, from four to twelve thirty I drive...until my shift is done; a forklift driver rarely takes a coffee-break, and being courteous and helpful to customers means a lot. My long-life dream was to be a songwriter like Andrew Lloyd Webber, but my songs didn't click...they never made the Top Ten on the Billboard Charts; and although they didn't sell well to make it my profession, I still hold my thumb up... that if a famous recording artist performed them, I'd have a huge hit! My free time is devoted to creating lyrics that I will set to music in late hours; and I would never be a Mozart, Verdi, or Beethoven if didn't knock on doors and expose my works to those who would be willing to listen without reluctance... could one be old and succeed as the young ones with fresher, brighter ideas? For now, I remain the same blue collar guy coloring more illusive dreams; many approach me and say," Don't give up...you have plenty of chances!". I do want to believe that and wear the deserved crown and be lauded as others... 'till my lucky day comes, I must make a living and have the faith of the achievers.