Burdens

If you know me, I say I'm fine.

I'll smile and shrug, it's just the grind.

The short version is, I just want to be ok.

The long, changes and varies day to day,

Every single day the burdens mount,

Atlas may of shrugged, but I fell down,

The weight of the world inside my chest,

Lungs are heavy and my body needs rest,

I walk through this life as a simple man,

Carrying my world, without much of a plan,

I fight to my knees and my own expectations,

Fighting the curse of this lost generation,

I pray for the strength to carry me on,

My mind may be weak, but my spirit is strong,

One day at a time was never ideal,

But someday soon I hope to heal...