Work In Progress

Despite the sweat that burns my eyes No matter the countless tears cried The ones that want to struggle Earning bread by my muscles In the dark, hoping to be free Hoping God has a plan for me His work is hard to see Many nights on my knees Begging please The end of the tunnel I have yet to see Bur still moving on My days here have been long Filled with misery My boss seems like she's out to get me Where is my drink To deal with this pain At times, my life seems like a game Still pushing on Freedom is my song Until they lay me to rest My life remains work in progress