I can no longer give further more.
I have given all that is left and you continue to take.
Why must I be the chosen one for misery?
When the worlds worst criminals thrive in mirth.
While I am surrounded by incessant obstacle ?
You take from someone that has merely a soul to spare.
You take from all of the ways you seek and take until I remain with my bare hands.
How can you exist and persist there?
Continuously watching me struggle and making my world persist in solidarity and trouble.