Environmentally I'm a waste of space
Medically I cost a bit too much
And education? She brings more money so why not accept her
My 277
I remember that day distinctly
Torrential rain
Whirling winds
Umbrella turned inside out
10,15 minute journey turns into 20, 30 minutes of mixed emotions
Frustration, tiredness, hunger
I'm young
That doesn't mean you'll take the piss
My 277
I didn't ask to be like this
I do ask that you my life easier though
This isn't the first, second or third time
Each going past with a mere
"Sorry love next comes in 3 minutes"
Three minutes go by
My 277
Funny thing is
Every four years it's vote me and not him
I can change this and that
Yet the problem still stands
Don't tell me to complain
Been there. Done that
Wrote letters
My voice still ain't heard
277
All inclusive
Yet I still feel like some sorta outcast
When is it gonna be that time
The time where I can just get around
With no questions
Stares
Or irrelevant comments
Blondie wants to be MP
Can't really be a Mayor yet you want jump to something else
Steady steps there mate
Complete one job before another
My 277
Nobody's perfect
Agreed
But stop tryna fool me sayin
The government are trying
When they can keep up with technology
But simple keeping ramps down and getting off the bus
Is still a problem
My 277
To some I might be complaisant
Don't blame you
You don't live with this day in day out
But to others this is for you
Open your eyes
Don't stare
Shut your mouth
Don't whisper
Learn to look around you
This is my 277
Hopefully you'll listen
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