Do you really expect me to be happy

Do you really expect me to be happy
When i see murders happening right and left.
Spouses coming home to see affairs.
Jobs getting cut for war money.
Homeless people on the corner begging.
Cops doing dirty work.
Nothing real anymore.
Changes being made everyday.
Nine years of your life down the drain.
Rich people living like queens and kings.
While people who actually work, dying.
For the Money, in which they will never see.
But still my damn employer.
Wants me to be happy.
Do you really expect me to be happy?