The Weight of the World

I wish I could punch the screen.

So many unchecked boxes, all too keen

on destroying my zestful life,

Showing me how careless I am,

And leaving me in strife.

The whole system feels like a scam;

By too many rules I must abide,

leaving me dead inside.

I can't explain it,

They'd say it's all on me

on the days I want to quit.

Unseen tears stream down my face;

I'm in a broken state I can't erase.

I wish they could see,

and stop with the fees.

I just want to be free…