Another Year
another year has started,
and i am still unemployed
what answer can i give my kid,
my 16 year old boy,
i tell him how desperate i am,
desperate to get a job,
but sometimes its just easier, just to shut my gob,
i hope there shall be some light,
light at the end of the tunnel,
but i feel like water, just slipping through a funnel,
the goverment keeps saying, the recession has come to an end,
but try telling that to my son when he wants cash to spend with friends,
some things got to change, i know that much is true,
as i am so fed up, sitting day after day feeling so bloody blue
Copyright © Ken O Leary | Year Posted 2010
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