Taking a look back at the year
I forcus my attention on what I have earned

Is it really worth all I have given

Oh my, I feel like I have been ridden

I don’t like it when am taken for a joke

Expecting wine but am getting coke

My hopes getting high like voltage 

But the only thing that I feel that gets high, is my age

Everyday I wake

Work hard just to get a piece of cake

Strive hard not to be put ashamed 

But at the end, I only have my name

Economy is in recession

My heart, in depression

My mind, in confusion

Tell me, why am I in such situation.

Take a look at me, I have being rejected

I feel dejected

And wretched ….


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