Sometimes you think you shouldn't care when all around you don't see your pain.
Sometimes all that's left is an empty chair that's all they see not who was there.
Sometimes you think that no one sees any of the life you lead or how you struggle to make ends meet.
Sometimes it's easy for them to say **** it all and run away, maybe they did just that, yet don't understand you can't.
Sometimes you tire of trying to be, the strong one in a weakened chain.
Sometimes you look at my mistakes, afraid to make more for companys sake.
Sometimes you curse being alone when you couldn't leave aged parents alone.
Sometimes you look into their eyes and see you are all that keeps them alive.
Sometimes you wake and check on them, in case they died while you slept.
Sometimes you want to explain your chains to people who don't see your pain, or how you're bound and sacrifice what you crave every night.
A river runs through all our lives where others swim and dive.
Not joining them is a price you pay when you are torn to stay and be a son.