I roam around these energetic streets,
Thoughtlessly sprint over the city line.
Yes, the life of I, my guardian beats,
I glimpse to a time when the world is mine.
Confront one another, hurt each other,
Hollering, complaining, even start to whine:
Yet, I despise the need to cope with her,
I glimpse to a time when the world is mine.
I note the ease of the lavish wealthy,
Their hideous souls petrify, in my mind.
I anticipate they dwell unhealthy,
I glimpse to a time when the world is mine.
Conditions alter anon, overtime.
I glimpse to a time when the world is mine.
