its a bad bad world
with tough times prevailing hard
i want dreams galore
to come true and right
why don't things happen this way?
why's there so much dismay?
i want it all perfect
a utopia bright and happy
i hate walking alone
wish you were by my side
u say those hateful words
which don't feel alright
where did i go wrong?
what didn't i do right?
why are spats so common
on special and happy days?
why not build some memories
click pics and frame them on the walls?
i slog hard for us
sometimes day and night
still there is ungratefulness
sometimes way too much to handle
yet i try to bind and gel
and put back all pieces together
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