What Can Be Done

Day after day I’m so full of stress
I’m fucking trying to pass lifes test
I get up each morning, not sure of my path
But life’s going past, so fucking fast
Am I wasting my life, what should be done?
Is my future finished, before it’s begun?
Won’t lose this fight, I’m not giving in I gotta keep fighting, I’ve gotta win
Everyday is a fucking mess
I work my job, I try to survive
Don’t know where I’ll end up in this life