Trouble
How are we able to push when sad,
When all the good has turned to bad,
And all you wish for is to be glad?
I am so mad, I am so mad.

All we ever want is success,
But sometimes we become obesessed,
And just melt into a huge mess.
Just nothingness, just nothingness.

How are we able to stand on two feet,
When all success has turned to defeat?
None of your thoughts ever neat.
You have been beat, you have been beat.

So when is is time to give in?
Is it after you don’t win?
When you’re left with a thousand sins.
And need a fin, and need a fin.

You’ve been doing it for such a long range.
Maybe it’s finally time for a change.