Chasing Bills and Dreams

Gotta run, gotta chase, every long day,

Counting coins, ticking clocks, fading dreams in gray.

Living life in a fast lane, optional hell,

Wishing on a shooting star, I know it too well.

Sunrise breaks through the window, but I feel so blind,

Chasing dreams just to find, I’m still confined.

Bills stack high like mountains, I’m climbing every night,

Holding on to fleeting hopes, in this never-ending fight.

Where the rich are getting richer, playing a cruel game,

While we scramble for the answers, struggling to feel the same.

Just trying to keep a roof, feed the hungry hearts,

But what’s the point of living if it tears us apart?

Is this really life, or just a vicious cycle?

Running on this treadmill, losing touch with our vital.

Oh, I question everything, life feels like a dream,

Are we all just pawns in this invisible scheme?

Friends are selling memories just to make ends meet,

Laughter lost in silence, echoes in the street.

We used to feel invincible in the glow of youth,

Now we’re stars in shadows, where’s our stolen truth?

Where the rich are getting richer, and the poor pay the price,

Tied to broken dreams like a heart made of ice.

But every spark of kindness is a step toward the light,

Let’s unite and fight together, take back our right.

Is this really life, or just a cruel circus?

Every laugh, every tear, just scratching the surface.

Oh, I question everything, but hear the world scream,

We can break these chains and reclaim our dreams.

So let’s hold on tight to the glimmers and hope,

We’ll find a way, we’ll learn to cope.

Dancing in the rain, through the struggles and strife,

Paint our own picture, let’s rewrite this life.

Gotta chase that money, but let love be the guide,

In this dance of survival, together side by side.

Break free from the bondage, let the spirits unite,

This is our anthem, let’s stand up and fight!