MY COUNTRY AND I

Hey! fool mother at sixty six Got my life figured out to twenty six Had my dreams and confidently walking towards it Yet you had your silly scheme underneath Left school at seventeen, with dreams to chase Thought by twenty six, my future's place A Master's degree, a family, and a life to own But you blurred my path and they look unknown Suddenly you came up with your delaying strategy Wasted my time, thought it was a spiritual entity Found myself struggling with a degree at twenty seven Plan scattered, hope shattered, even brain always unsettled Now Atychiphobia begins to torment me Scared of everything even the heaven can see In you will l be successful or be rich? Will you ever give opportunity of getting the life I seek? I see my life running, so close to thirty But my dreams and aspirations still much plenty I wish this clock could stop ticking Want to pause time for a while, make it stop moving "Que sera sera" is my final submission After much thinking and all I've seen Only fate can decide my country's situation But I know whatever will be will be.