Until you’ve felt this pain that’s mine
Do not tell me that things are fine
Do not pretend to know the wring
Unless you’ve lost your everything
I say these things as best I can
But no one ever understands
I know that this is just because
Most people weren’t raised like I was
Most people had a mom and dad
Who supported everything they had
I didn’t, I wanted to write
I didn’t want to fake the fight
I didn’t want to go right through
A career that I was pushed into
And yet I let my father win
So I adhered to all his sin
But now I have a clearer path
I’ll save contempt, and save my wrath
I’ll save them for another day
Where they might win and cast away
Cast away the things I hate
Like greed, and judgement; speculate
For when we guess at right and wrong
We find it’s us, us all along
How the World Should Work 