wasting time on a broken clock

praying the gods have success for me in stock

shouldering burdens not made for me

insures i drown for eternity

i’m choking and sputtering hopelessly

and getting old before my time needlessly

if i continue to let them all use me

i’ll have nothing left to discover my destiny

martyrdom will never bring happiness

though from me everyone expects nothing less

i taught them all how to treat me

if it kills me i’ll make them all see

i have nothing left to give to a void

and soon breaking free i can’t avoid

floundering in a sea of others’ pain

i’ll never see the light through the storm and rain

reciprocation even a small percentage is all i ask

but i guess i was wrong to want that

so today i expect nothing from anyone but abuse

i take my own responsibility to choose

i’ve paid my dues a million times over and it will never be enough

all i need is my own love and strength, none of the other stuff

as soon as i pour all i have into myself i will shine

i only have to wait for the right time….