Open Hand

I wear this weighted chain upon my neck
 Leaving me all wrapped away to write perfect dreams
 And my shoulders are over burdened endlessly
 Of all the truths I've proven that
 You're so real----------real
 Just so obvious-----------
 It's just not right to work this hard
 And not to suffice
 Spending all our waking hours in pathetic lives
 I just need a little time to make it right
 I promise you to always be true
 And so real-------------real
 Just so obvious-----------
 Help me stand on my own
 Lend me your hand or leave me alone
 Open hand, make my standing now
 And I've had enough
 I'm not that tough
 Incandescent thoughts are filling, waking me
 To take one more hit, one more hit, one more hit
 Will kill me... Mercy...