Bottled Up

My life feels so restricted
Where did the freedom go?
The walls are closing in
I have no room to breathe!
Gone, going, gone
Years are flying by
Time is getting short
Gone, going, gone
Grasping in my hands
The fleeting, worthless chaff
That is what was my life.
Row harder 'gainst the tide
(Worthless waste of energy)
Gone the waters past
Rapids to the fore
Look ahead
Pay attention
Take the challenge
One at a time.