Dreams (It's a work in progress)

Dreams are crushed every day
You're not good enough
But you're great in every way

I don't have enough energy to say
What these fucks don't want you to hear
It's all about who they want to pay
And they just want you to disappear

We may not have college degrees
But that is just fine with me
We'll make it on our own
Somehow
We may not have the highest SAT's
But that is just fine with me
We'll figure it out on our own
Somehow

Dreams are crushed and they expect you to stay
In the same job, fucking day after day
Tell 'em off, tell 'em you don't want their greed

Because that's all the businesses want from you
They only want you to do what they tell you to
But I know we can be, better than that

We may not have college degrees
But that is just fine with me
We'll make it on our own
Somehow
We may not have the highest SAT's
But that is just fine with me
We'll figure it out on our own
Somehow