Honestly, It’s Becoming Too Much.

The worry is back.

The doubt has returned.

And clouds have lost their silver lining.

Everything is just hopeless.

Hopeless because the world has gone to shit,

Hopeless because it feels like

no matter how hard I try

nothing is ever going to work out.

It's like climbing up the ladder of success,

but with each rung you climb,

fifty more are added to the top.

Making the prize even more unattainable.

How did we get here?

Where you have to spend millions of dollars

to pay for so much school to finally get a job

that will pay you a livable wage.

Where there is absolutely no way where you can live on your own

even when working two or three jobs at a time.

Where there is always going to be something wrong with you

when it comes to dating

so you have to spend a fortune "fixing yourself" in therapy.

It's just too much all the time.

It's just too overwhelming all the time.

And it feels like I'm suffocating all the time

under all the debris of the world

we created.