When will it end
When will I be free
I think its time
To tell the truth
That I just don't have
Whatever it takes
I can't seem to measure up
On anyone's scale
Least of all mine
I just don't know
When it will end
When does the reprieve come
When the respite
When will I shut up
And get on with life
I look out on the world
And see so much beauty
None of it for me
It just falls out of my grasp
I'm told to keep pushing
Try harder
Try smarter
Have hope and faith
But I find I cannot
And so I am perpetually stuck
In a world I created
But do nothing about
Knowing what to do
My fortitude fails
And goals give way to gaols