My body hurts, my head aches.
My soles are torn from what it takes.
My shoulders throb, my eyes are heavy,
Sleep deprived but hands still steady.
Nine to Five, I’m still alive.
I look ahead and join the hive.
Respect and courage, honor, duty.
Behind my face are signs I’m moody.
In life and death, we walk a line,
Investing now in futures time.
Forsake the day, and time to play,
And pray we’ll get it back one day.
To keep the light alive inside,
Is all the reason that I tried.
And come again tomorrow night,
I’ll lie in bed and seek the light.