Buried Dreams

A life of buried dreams
Smothered, by the soils of fate
Bitterness your only wealth
The sand of time kicked in your face
Rubbed in your face

When aspirations are squashed
When life's chances are lost
When all hope is gone
When expectations are quashed
When self esteem is lost
When ambition is mourned
All you need is hate

In futility, for self preservation
We all need someone
Someone to hate