I'm in trouble for all the shit i have done
sometimes i think that maybe
the people who hate have already won
but even that seems crazy
Crazy to believe in friendships and fun
hoping to achieve greatness easily
by praying and comtemplating each day's sun
but like most people i have to accept punishment meekly
Punishment for what you may ask
sometimes even i dont know
but after all of life's tasks
the day's no nice place to go
Contemplation of stress is redeeming
but it usually brings no relief
sometimes stress is worth concealing
but concealment only bring more grief
