Asthmatic constriction
Is a plight yet to unfold
To the billions around us
With the world on our shoulders

Disemboweled ambition
Is a mind numbing poison, that scarey infects
Only a handful of souls who refuse to let go
Who are hopelessly trapped, in their own world

We see only our desires, not the grueling challenge
Of an unfair enviroment, where few meet the beautiful fruits
Of their justified, agonizing labour, their mistakes be damned
Nothing worth a second notice, of a system that games their patience.

Why do we struggle, only to suffer? Is the reward, ever worth the pain?