Not Enough

Seas have I cried Oceans, I have sailed And more I am destined to do But it's not enough Pressure and wrath Borden and sadness Pushing a train To make it mean something After the pains Limping and grumbles Sobers and regrets They value me less All those I give all of my stress all that I work for still rants on my provision Is this a phase Or is it my fate Is it this life we were molded to live Padon my cries If I made you fretful for words that I tender has troubled my being