Head is Heavy

Head is heavy with the load of pressure, The pressure that I bought unwillingly. A burden passed from hands I trust, Now rests on me, relentlessly. They say it's life, this endless fight, To pay the debts that hold me tight. Each step I take, a sigh of pain, And every dream, a fading light. Once I walked with hopes held high, But now I stumble, wonder why. The weight of bills, the cost of time, Leaves me drowning in a silent cry. Middle-class dreams, now feel so far, Crushed beneath this heavy bar. I wear a smile, though deep inside, I'm lost in waves I can't outride. Depression whispers in my ear, You'll never win, it's all too near. I long for peace, but find despair, In every shadow, every stare. I didn’t ask for this, nor choose, The life where I was born to lose. But still I stand, though frail and small, Fighting debts that never fall. Perhaps one day, I’ll rise above, With strength unknown, and unseen love. But for now, I carry on, In a world where hope seems almost gone.