The Young Age
When i was young,
i thought to buy a car
when i was alone,
i thought to built a house.
When i was young,
i thought to become rich,
and eat like a chief
without sweat a lot.
But when i grew,
i found things hard,
and i realise it late
that at the top of the wise,
there's a wise that's the world.
Oh! life at the young age,
it's full of dreams,
and lieing your self,
like a bedburg in the bed.
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