On the pyre

Throw me on the pyre

And set me on fire

Cause in this life

Is nothing but strife

Why must it be this way?

‘Why can’t it be easier?’ I ask with dismay

But all I seem to get

Are blank stares from people I’ve never met

Bury me alive

Rather not be a part of the hive

Being told what to think

Is no better than going to the shrink

Trapped in the oppressive dark

Just trying to make my mark

I doubt I’ll ever find the key

That will be used to set me free

And here I still fight

Against an impossible might