Emotions, feelings, bursting at the seems.
No one to run to, to hear your screams.
I can't breathe, or focus, everything is a blur.
What has this world come to? Where is the cure?
It's easy to cope if you have faith in a God.
It's a slippery ***** when you know he's a fraud.
Everyday is an effort, being torn down and beaten.
Of course you may be sad when you grow up as a heathen.
Climbing out of the hole you were born into,
is a tremendous feat. Though it is more than you can chew.
The new people you see who grew up in the sun,
don't understand your kind of fun.
The culture shock is disheartening and strange.
It's no wonder to you why your filled with a hunger for rage.
But you're not alone, there's more who have made the climb.
Watching them conform to the sun the light of the lime.
You think the day is better than the night.
Until you realize it's a different kind of fight.
Now you have to learn new rules and follow them.
But the rules here are stupid, fake, a fallen gem.
You realize, "I came this far for nothing."
You pace the room back and forth huffing and puffing.
When do you win the game? If it all ends in death and life is an endless ladder, can you win? You make due for now, but no one really wins. We are all losers in every way. We will be forgotten. Maybe tomorrow, maybe in a thousand years. Next time you look down on someone, realize you are on the same ride and don't hate them because you chose the harder path.