i cant paint my future
like a bed of rose.

because i know it's not.

Just like happiness,you gotta fight.
Fight for what u think is yours.


I dont see myself in a advertising firm,
doing something which is call graphic.
(tt's y i always tell my friends,my future is blur)
Or rather,
I dont see myself flying around,wearing kebaya
who to some people are just,
High-class waitress or prostitute.
(tt's y i told my friends,i'm gg jus for e fun of it.)

It's just misty out there.
I cant see what's at the end of the tunnel
neither can i see a light beaming thru.