All around are me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrows
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
a winding road.
Monday, October 19, 2009 @ 11:00 AM
what the hell...
i really dun understand what is dad doing man. Im starting to agree with mum about certain things. Why is he not working instead of lazing around at home and wasting his life away when our financial status at home isnt as stable as before? I know he is facing loads of stress at work previously but isnt that normal in our life? To face challenges and to think of ways to overcome it instead of giving it up? By not working, he's like wasting the resources at home man, smoking away and wasting money like that. Im not complaining here but just raising my concerns because i know retirement is inevitable for him but i just think that we as sons are still not capable of supporting the family yet.
