Going through the same cycle day after day
Each dusk another shade of grey
Working untill my back breaks
making me wonder what it takes (to be a man)
Drops of sweat dripping down my face
Covered in grease, feeling far from grace
The cold factory, wishing i was in another place
Minute after minute passes me by
Effort leaves my body as a sigh
I don't know how much longer i can hold on
For my vigor & energy are nearly gone
Now looking to the ceiling above
My mind drifts toward thoese i love
For them i'll carry on my work
My mouth now folds into a smirk
Knowing i sacrifice for them
They stand by me, in all i am
Finishing up the last heavy metal plates that remain
Feeling that my effort wasn't in vain
I now relinquish myself from the pain and strain.
Retuning home i now did what i had to do
If people would only knew
The hell some men go trough,.. (for the ones they love and families)
- in honor to thoese who work in the metal factory, and my father.
-Roy
