Why is it when I wake,
I think oh for goodness sake.
I wish to slip away,
But I am to endure another day.
I wish my life would end,
But instead I just pretend.
Waking up is becoming tough,
But my life is not enough.
In my head the storms they rage,
But people only care about their wage.
Make no mistake,
My words aren\'t fake.
But I dream of another way,
My life doesn\'t have to waste away.
There must be a way to mend,
Your help I must lend.
My life hasn\'t been rough,
Maybe this is all enough.
Today the storms do rage,
But I can just turn the page.