I'm fucked. It's me, isn't it?
The one crushing the very hopes of children who grow up to own the world,
Abusing and hurting and pain.
You share your pain with us,
And we were only children.
I'm not a child anymore,
I rule the world.
It's time for me to own it and bare it.
Hold its heavy weight on my shoulders.
My back hurts and my shoulders are tight,
I can't hold It up any longer.
But you did this to me.
You made me hold the heavy weight as a child.
I was a child,
And you made me hold the weight of the world with you.
For you.
