When we were kids
Our hearts were free
We wished to grow up
But had no idea how it would be
The burden of expectations
Turned our souls into a stone
Day and night society pressures us
To run for an invisible throne
Not everyone becomes a king
Most of the souls will break
The poison of ultimate failure
Is dangerous than a venomous snake
Everyone deserves joy and peace
But people never give it to losers
The ones who didn't live up to the expectations
Are seen as poor and unworthy beggars
As humans we will always want better
There is nothing wrong with that
There will always be inequality
And the failures will be forced to live like a rat
