Let us pretend everything is all good,
Good food good looks comes with a loot,
Let us pretend that airplanes in the night skies are shooting stars,
We really need a wish right now for our own food.
Lets pretend, everything is never meant,
every thoughts that we pent,
never been heard or speak,
for we are just soul searching for the truth before we end.
Let us pretend, everything we knew is never meant,
high schools hourly paid job,
we cry silently everyday to the thoughts of being different.
The day we pick up our pen,
we journey to the knowledge fulled of bullshit,
every words heard or speak,
filled with hatred or politics,
even in a dead creak......