All the strangers that I’ve met
Tell me things I can’t forget
Khalid says we’re all young dumb and broke
And yea I agree, hopes and dreams gone up in smoke
Yea, I get that I am blessed
That much I confess
But can’t they see the mess?
Economy so bad
How can I not fret
University so expensive
Just looking at it makes me apprehensive
Don’t even bother looking at HDB
Too expensive for me
Do they not see?
People tell me to go find some comfort in god
But I find it kinda odd
To seek help from something not in sight
How can something like that understand our plight
Why do we pray in a church
To someone who leaves others in the lurch
What do they see? [purge]
They say the future is ours
They say we got the power
Sorry can’t afford that
Maybe I’ll ask dad
Oh wait he’s never home
Hell, he’s even less useful than a garden gnome
Guess they can’t see
Things people plant in my mind’s interior
Makes me feel so inferior
With all the doom and gloom
How can we be expected to bloom
With the future looking so bleak and uncertain
Maybe it’s time to bring down the curtains
Guess they’ll never see
Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 11:39 PM UTC
All the strangers that I’ve met
Tell me things I can’t forget
Khalid says we’re all young dumb and broke
And yea I agree, hopes and dreams gone up in smoke
Yea, I get that I am blessed
That much I confess
But can’t they see the mess?
Economy so bad
How can I not fret
University so expensive
Just looking at it makes me apprehensive
Don’t even bother looking at HDB
Too expensive for me
Do they not see?
People tell me to go find some comfort in god
But I find it kinda odd
To seek help from something not in sight
How can something like that understand our plight
Why do we pray in a church
To someone who leaves others in the lurch
What do they see? [purge]
They say the future is ours
They say we got the power
Sorry can’t afford that
Maybe I’ll ask dad
Oh wait he’s never home
Hell, he’s even less useful than a garden gnome
Guess they can’t see
Things people plant in my mind’s interior
Makes me feel so inferior
With all the doom and gloom
How can we be expected to bloom
With the future looking so bleak and uncertain
Maybe it’s time to bring down the curtains
Guess they’ll never see