Stacked in piles

Time after time

Seeking attention I barely have.

Opening, cramming and crying,

Strength of moving forward I barely have,

Meet my future stacked in colours.

Praying for intelligence but I have to study

I don’t wanna tidy,

I wanna slide in,

Searching for pliers to break the chains and sneak through

I then take a peek and conclude it is okay next time I’m game!

Not realising that I’m just playing games.

Praying for intelligence but I have to study

Behind the lamp a land of nights awaits,

I have to break the spirits of darkness,

the lamp burning my fists

But I just want to hold on

cause,

I’m still searching for pliers to break the chains and crawl through.