They say that being young is a time to treasure
That it’s a time to have fun and feel free
They say that we should make the most of it
As if this is a time we can control
What can we make of the time we are living in?
The longer we live the more we see how much gets lost
What can we make of a world of winners and losers?
As if there is an iron law saying the winner takes all
Maybe the answer is to sit back and share posts of pity
To give support while not being too scarred
Maybe the answer is to suffocate in all the sorrows we see
As if that means we’re taking a share of their burden
In an age of darkness we are cruel to think to have fun
To think of small things and not big problems
In an age of disasters we are to care only for others
As if we should overlook the big things in the small world of our own
For now, people have to keep on surviving
That should be the bare minimum
And as for later, people have to keep smiling
As if only an age of fun could be our future
