The American Dream

Every day the time creeps by,
Counting the minutes until the work is through.
The American Dream is killing the guy.
He thinks back upon the days he grew,
Dreaming of wealth and women, he now felt dry.
Thinking of his family, he was sucked in deeper,
His fantasies of riches fled, as he grew weary,
Of the monotonous days of the broken ladder.
He was promised so much, in the beginning.
Now that he’s wise, he knows the truth,
He will never be a CEO, a leader of men
Every day the man puts on the suit
Every day he wears his mask,
The stress, the pain; he wants it to end.
The American Dream is killing us all.