The Ills of Modern Man

I have had it easy for most of my life
 Adulthood has brought me a series of complications
 Swallow these nails, turn away
 I must not look back
 The ills of modern man are much larger than my own personal battles
 It feels like I have been fighting for nothing
 The ills of modern man are much larger than my own personal battles
 I have been too caught up in this crying game and I want out
 I am sick of hearing myself whine
 Drink this wine and choke
 Here I am, still screaming away the same problems
 that have fuelled this engine for years
 I have bathed the faceless in a cesspool filled with my own tears
 The ills of modern man are much larger than my own personal battles
 It feels like I have been fighting for nothing
 The ills of modern man are much larger than my own personal battles
 I have been too caught up in this crying game
 I quit
 Deep down there is shade in all of us but there is also luminosity
 My flaws have now been exposed by its brightness