La..la..la..

La..la..la... The yellow light starts blinking
Let me know something become something
and my question leaves anxiety
which finally leading to discomfort
hiding in a label named "fuel"

La..la..la... The light turns to red
I fall, confuse, angry and devastated
people laughing at me a lot 
and I start to feel worry
worry I won't be able to make them payback
worry about Mr. Time
worry about Mrs. Goal
worry about Sir Achievement
and really really worry about Madam Future

Ahhh.. sorry, apparently the worries obscures my view
It still yellow!! Yes it's still yellow


*ps. it will never changes to red, except I decide it so*