The Never Ending Cycle

always follow your dreams such a phrase we were told endless when we’re young

but it wouldn’t hold true as it would seem

but as we got older that it wouldn’t be the words they sung
it sadden me that as a youth we are told

to be all that we can be and strive for greatness

yet the moment we grow of a age our lives no longer are our own

and that dream you once had become meaningless
sadden that so long ago our imaginations run ramped

yet as we age we reach stagnation

in which our dreams we no control

for our dreams are no longer our salvation
it’s almost as if others try to live through us

as if they want our life to be as they dreamed of their own

and so they controlled us thus

it would seem as in time we’ve grown
given ourself over to the control of others

I remember dreaming dreams I hoped no one dare dream before

but being shot down by my mother and father

what I envisioned for myself ignored
oh but can’t you relate

and grasp the outcry I make

that when we should pick our lifestyles others try to dictate

making all the choices for our sake
the deepest of misery

isn’t the cause of failure but not controlling the lifestyle I perceived

my childhood being nothing must pure trickery

showing just how we are deceived
into believing we can achieve anything

when we don’t even control our future but see it in the hands of someone else

just because we are someone’s offspring

for we control not our lives but simply continue the cycle
a cycle in which those who came before

do everything to control those who come afterwords

so I end with a simple question, will you settle the score

and being the force that causes the cycle to avert