The truth of this grown up world

When sleepless nights became a habit

The days I woke up tired 

When trick stopped working, counting white rabbits 

The day I was first hired 

In this world there’s nothing but greed 

While the rich man lies on a cloud 

Watching the poor struggle for basic needs 

He stands unbowed 

The world works in unfair ways 

But we must continue to walk through the blaze