In the early morning rain I stake my claim
To only temporarily disguise the pain
So many things I’ve been forced to leave
In order to compartmentalize my brain
Forever I toil to the beat of the drummer
Forbidden to rest till there is no more summer
The crushing of weights with the brightest of smiles
And every day added makes me even dumber
Yet once I have conquered the unending ladder
And the dust has settled and the company’s fatter
I realize I’m gripping the shifting of sand
And that after all, it just plain doesn’t matter