Dream Not Come True

Holding on to years Gone by kneeling pleading To the younger years for what would Be a broken future Poor broken dreams Poor me nothing to show For all the hard work Minimum wage for no knowledge Drop out sweaty for head tired feet Head so heavy to rest Poor broken dreams No way to see come true Same cycle spinning like a web Of mistakes a little to late to learn As time is racing against me Is no wonder I am stuck In this would be dream Poor me nothing to show Reliving the would be dream Feeling sorry for a bad out bringing For the weakness no drive so easy to give up And not try Just getting by day by day Pay check to pay check With nothing to show for the hard work Half a life time dream to proud to beg Head held high for trying to make A dollar out of fifty cents Bad choices coast a life time of broken dreams relived