I once heard a story about Atlas
Who held the world on his shoulders
As punishment

The weight of it all,
Crushing
So why are we punished?

The answer is never so simple
I think that it is beautiful
Because it is different for everyone
I think that it is heartbreaking
Because it is often discovered alone
And there is a glimmer of hope
Like a distant star
When someone wants to help

Little do they know
As much as they try
You can't carry two worlds at once.