The concept of life

The concept of life
No one really told me
‘Poor me’
Guess I’ll start now
Parents have no idea, even less than me
I knew that since I was the age of three
I won’t take another row
With dad’s help
I got out on the back of education
Taught myself through the weekend the highest elevation
I taught myself everything I know,
With the help of you
I couldn’t say no
Staring out the window of a train
Maybe I’ll find the concept of life
Listening to my daydreams
Daydreaming of one day having a wife
Let’s see
Because if I don’t start loving myself
Who could love me?

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