College

College

Tell me why
it’s always been hard.
I wonder when I will not complain
about all this stuff
that makes life get stuck
to a sad past time, though full of tries.

No, it’s not said enough
cause you might be strong
but you’ll never make it right
through such wrong way.

I try to understand
but the more I do,
the more I get blue.
However, one thing is for sure:
Someday I’ll get through
this boring statue.

I mean, it’s not even real
but that’s how I feel
and I wish time will heal
this crazy will.

How could I survive
if it’ll never be right?
How can I live here
and still be free?
Cause it hasn’t been easy at all…
it’s making me small.

Esse é em homenagem ao curso de contabilidade que faço.