Day in the life of a middle class

waking up to a struggle
brushing teeth at the mirror
planning a day long fight and snuggle
with a pride and a grin
hiding all the pain form deep within
the same road when rode long ago
Isnt easy these days, but still costs the same ego
to fill the tank on, hopin for an extra mile
headphone on, shirt tucked in..we still smile on

Along with a credit, along with a debt we war with inflation
fight all the odds, live in clarity amidst confusion
dodging every obstacle, hoping for a miracle
very little fun,and some bollywood entertainment
very big at heart, even with a corrupt government
And the dreams are bigger, and the hopes are strong
thats is how our days go, and we move along

waking upto a struggle
day begins again and I brush at the mirror
Its getting tougher and tougher
Keep the chin up, keep the head high
For everything is ours, even the full sky
Its gonna be a bit tight
stonger we become, its all gonna be alright