Class Mates

They send me to school in the morning
In our shiny silver car

The bus is always crowded
Lucky, I don't live very far

I'm an only child
It's really such a bore
I share a room with my family
We all sleep on the floor

My parents work in a bank
They met in jc
My father works to pay rent
For our one-room hdb

Our lives are so different
You have yours and I have mine
We might be in the same class
In school but not in life
I wish I had more

I stay back every day
Just to finish all my work

"Huh, your home only has one table?"
"Yeah, is that weird?"

Don't you have any dreams?
Mine is to go to space

I guess I want to fly a plane
To see melbourne, hong kong and usa

But I've never been on a plane before
But I've seen the pictures
On the mrt station walls

Our lives are so different
You have yours and I have mine
We might be in the same class
In school but not in life
I wish I had more

I am tired but I have chores
I study hard to win awards
I'll go to university
I can barely get by with my bursary

"Is it because you're rich?"
"Is it because you're poor?"

Our lives are so different
You have yours and I have mine
We might be in the same class
In school but not in life
I wish I had more



Credits
Writer(s): Vivan Yap Wei Qi, Nigel Cheah Shen-wei
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