I am enslaved
to work, love, and pain.
When it rains,
I'm lost and in vain.
Despite the pain,
I labor on.
Some love me,
some hate me,
but all I say is "ok".
Nodding my head
and saying yes
is all I can do
while they play.
Though I don't wear chains,
I feel bound,
Trapped in this cycle
of expectations and obligations,
Yearning for freedom
from this relentless burden,
Stuck in a never-ending loop
of work and emotional turmoil,
I wish to escape
this overwhelming feeling
of being tied down.