Effort is painful,
Excruciating and horrid.
Yet life is gainful,
Neither permanent nor historic.
Falling under the social boundaries,
Caved to fit the mark.
Dispersed between countries,
And those who look the part.
Pressure resulting in failure,
Demanding expectations.
Life itself is the traitor,
And overwhelming limitations.
Travel to escape the cold,
When it follows despite the change.
Thoughts and actions are bold,
Life acting in its own ways.
No longer natural or free,
We leave nothing left to proceed.
