Dreams

You dream of a life
Far removed from your own.
To live on an island
by yourself all alone
no tortuous kids 
to upset your new freedom
and no phone no tv
coz it’s not like you need them.

A lifetime of servitude
waiting for others.
the council estate rats 
the young single mothers
the old and infirm
and the god awful pikies
you live for your dreams
but you know it’s not likely.

A life all alone 
is a terrible virtue
you don’t like the folk
who you loved but they hurt you
so go make your plans
live your life to it’s best
just remember yourself
and this life ain’t no test.