Life has caught up with me,
and it won't let me go.
My soul is being crushed
by the heaviness of stress.
It's a struggle to breathe
beneath this mounting pressure.
My skin is wearing thin,
weakened by the weight of the world.
I need to get away from this mess
and find myself again.
I've lost my own identity
in this idle pursuit.
I've forgotten my purpose for living
while I made success my life.
But I'm failing inside and out,
driven to madness instead of triumph.
I must take time before it runs out on me
with nothing to show for it.