I am down on my knees
I feel a need to weep
But within I feel drained and empty,
Working to hard, pressure piles upon me
It’s hard to see the woods for the trees,
It’s hard to rise when you when you feel so down
But we all play parts like playing a clown,
Trying to be happy when others are round,
Wearing a mask because it hides all the worry
But what do you care or think when you don’t know me,
I am just a soul who slowly drowning,
In a sea that is pulling me under
I cannot wait til it’s all over.
fauxcroft 
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