I feel a heartbeat resembling mine
I grow, as I pass along the timeline
I finally see the world, and its bright shine
I spend my early days eating, pooping, and crying

As childhood rolls around I have no worries
I am learning about the world and when to say sorry
My times spent listening to fairy tales and stories
I spend my childhood playing, eating, and follies

Soon I step into my teenage years
I find out things about this world of gears
Work increases, and the deadlines grow near
I spend my teenage years stressing, lost and in fear

My anxieties lessens and I step into adulthood
I rely on takeout from restaurants for food
The world wasn’t so bad if I studied, I understood
I spent day working, alone, and trying to be “good”

Out of University, and a mature man I am
Diplomas on the wall, find a job? I can’t.
I need help but who would listen to my rant?
I spend my life getting by, struggling in restaurants

Here I am brittle, in the fight against death, my life, I defend
I tried to be good for the world, never for myself, only for “friends”
I thought I understood, if I was “good” I’d be happy to no end
Now I know being good and following the system isn’t always right.