Lost dreams of the past.

Man i'm so tired of this shit. This happens all the time, you see it on the streets. Teens, adults cast out cause they can't conform. They can't follow, they can't be. But no we become the blamed, the insecure the cast offs because we tried. We worked hard. Yet despite that we are cast off into the streets because no matter how much we helped they cant stand us.

Different, young, Eager to be on our own. So they let us fly by forcing us out of the nest, pushing us off the cliff. No matter our plans, no matter our trials, No matter that we gave all we could. We are banished from the home we knew. Thrown onto the streets to find shelter. Deadlines, time.... Why is humanity so hung up on this. Time is fleeting, life is short.

BULL! we make our own lives, our own beings.  So why don't our dreams seem to matter once we reach adult hood. Why is it those hopes those dreams which seemed so possible if only we worked so hard for it... They seem to vanish like they never existed... then they change, they hurt and we have no choice but work to just trying to survive.

Why? Why does so much change... Once we become adults, Become harder less caring people... What happened to the childhood dreams we all worked so hard for... Does it mean nothing.... to our parents, to our family.... to us?