Space

Here we have no lack of craze,
due prolly to the absence of space.
I can't walk three steps,
in my three-room flat.

It fills me with woe,
to live in such pigeon hole.

On the streets, you could bump into a tree
or a lamp post,
but probably an old person,
who have the eyesight of a mole.

I feel uncomfortable and unhappy here,
despite eateries are ever so near.

Once I save enough,
you can be sure I will migrate.
Even if Mr Goh calls me an ingrate,
because honestly, this place isn't all that great...