It's been fourteen years of investment
It's been one foot in and one foot out
It's been fourteen days full of shit
And I feel snuffed out
It's been 36 years of restraining
Of trying to control this tumult
How I did invest in such fantasy
But my nervous system has worn out
I feel done
I feel raked over coals
I've repeated this dance ad nauseaum
There's still something to learn that I've not
I"m told to see this as divine perfection
But my bones don't feel this perfection
I"ve spent my life hovering above bottom
Thinking I can't survive whats below
But I've known through the kicking and screaming
That there was no other direction to go
I feel done
I feel raked over coals
And all that remains is the case
That it's a bitch to grow up
