Dreams fade away to become old memories

Throught our lives we waste our time
Searching welfare and happiness
We are convinced to find them in money and family
But families collapse and money ends
We are required to follow a pre-wrapped life
A good job, big houses and a child
our dreams locked by responsibilities
Dreams fade away to become old memories
But when you realize it's always too late
You die sad for having lived like a hypocrite
We'll not make this mistakes,
It's better to be refused for what you are,
than to be accepted for what you are not.