Why must I go through this?
I’m in pain.
I’m in charge.
But I’m
Not
Because I can’t control
I can’t do
What I want
It’s so much stress
I don’t want it
There’s too much to do
No time
My life whittled away
Before my eyes
Every moment
Driving me insane
How could I possibly
Win this game?
It drags on and on
Without end
I’m suffocating, and yet
Forced to live again
And
Again
These days are long
Yet ever so short
My mission I want
To abort
This life I lead,
Follows far too much
I fear I live life
Without the clutch
I’m in pain.
I’m in charge.
But I’m
Not
Because I can’t control
I can’t do
What I want
It’s so much stress
I don’t want it
There’s too much to do
No time
My life whittled away
Before my eyes
Every moment
Driving me insane
How could I possibly
Win this game?
It drags on and on
Without end
I’m suffocating, and yet
Forced to live again
And
Again
These days are long
Yet ever so short
My mission I want
To abort
This life I lead,
Follows far too much
I fear I live life
Without the clutch