A world of shattered dreams,
That comes to sit upon my head;
I’m busy tearing at the seams,
Instead of sleeping sound in bed.

I’ve too much time to waste on you;
I’ve got my bills to pay.
I’ve got to find some pleasure too,
To end my stressful day.

Instead of sitting still, I’m lying down,
But do not count me out.
When you expect me least around,
You’ll drown in all your little doubt.

I cannot fear; Don’t waste my time.
I’ll beat you back with fist and rhyme.