Worker Bees

“Shoot for a star, Even if you don’t make it, you’ll land on the moon.” The teacher said, like the sky isn’t far. “Believe, believe, and you will achieve.” The parents say, like you won’t grieve. “Progress is progress, no matter how small.” But don’t make any progress, And you will fall. They cheer you on, make you feel great Until you realize They're holding a mask over their face The don’t want bees That fly away from the hive They want bees Who only stay inside They make these words of ‘wisdom’ But it’s a problem “You can do this.” Bosses say, which means you can fail. "You were born for this." Coaches say, like there is nothing else for you. Because all they want Is worker bees