Poem by Vinnie Crea All American dream Never truly fulfills what it seems White picket fences or riding in a drop top swerving through the section Jealousy, greed, no direction Life can never be fully lived without deception All American man Working until the bell rings to pack up and scram Craving relaxation Time doesn’t adjust to those who never made it Fake it till you make it Lord knows your true expectation Grinding gears for what may appear The economy hasn’t picked back up And most likely won’t for several more years Taxes, divorce, hard labor This is how you are re-paid for putting out for 20 years Achieving the most high Most struggle from the depths to get by
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