There will often be people
Who want more from you than you can give.

And there will often be times
Where you feel as though you have run out
As your back feels empty
Of refuge and sun.

I'm an easy target we said
Because of the way I look or what I've worked hard to get
I'm full of it
I'm the worst I think to myself.

I cry myself into the black lagoon
Rage filled tears like the rabbits hibernating
From when I would watch movies on my couch
And long to be older.

I'll go on an adventure tomorrow
Watch the sun go up and down
And forget what it means
To be the one in charge
And in the spotlight.