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!