A Change

So many days have gone by in my life.
I've never felt satisfied.
I'm a struggling soul in this crazy world,
In a world of apparent success for the majority.
I've cracked the books for five years now,
And I see no end to my plight.
I'm on so much fucking medication now,
So much, I think I could be a sailor.
I don't see any end in sight now.
I don't think this hell will ever end.
I guess I'm a weak man, pitiful man,
Never satisfied with his lot in life.
I always thought as a child I was charmed,
But now, I guess I'm just damned.

All I want, God, is a change.
Is that really too much to ask?
One day of peace for yours truly
Surely isn't too much to ask.
I'll scrub your leather shoes for you,
Or kiss your ass if you so desire.
What do I have to do, Lord,
For a little bit of peace of mind?
A change would be so welcome, God.
Help me. I can't take this anymore.