hurts like heaven, lost in the sound

bring me back to life, my body is breaking down with each passing day

and I always wanna die...sometimes

I'm through with my first month of work, and damn, do I miss school.

How can something that I have to do for the rest of my life seem so tiring and endless?

The flame is still burning strong, but I do need fuel here and there sometimes.

How did my mum and dad managed to do this for the bulk of their lives?

I really need to learn a thing or two from them.