All these chains, dragging down
Legs growing strong to bear the weight
Shoulders and heart sore and aching
Stress tearing muscle from bone
Head exploding from tension building up
Sad to see how little it takes
To reach the limit I can bear
without lashing out to remove it all
Should be stronger
Should be kinder
Should be available
Shouldn’t complain
Shouldn’t frown
Shouldn’t hide
Good for nothing else
And should do what you’re good at
Or otherwise, why should you stick around?
Round and round, same old problems
Tired of hearing it, but you’re guilty of the same
Oh why should life always hurt like this?
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