Being Different
I felt I gave so much
the sweat a badge of giving
chapped hands a merit of honour
But it was just never enough
furrowed brows and high expectation
ripped into my soul
My history steeped
a working class mentality
am I mean't to give so much?
I pulled away so far
now lost in years of nothing
wishing for so much more
Trying to break free
trying to be who I need to be
and fighting through the shame...
Of an unemployed underachiever
Who just wanted so much more!
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