Hourglass

The bottom of this hourglass is full, and it's way to heavy to turn around. There's never enough time and I'm always [bad word] late. I can't keep up with this rat race. So now I'm trapped... another dead end. I need more time. 
So caught up (… just catch up) in living I forget that I’m alive, forget I have a name (they’re all the same… they’re all the same). And then it hits me, and it makes me [bad word] sit. It’s all [bad word] and all I want are lies. So today I’m gonna rise up with [bad word] the goals I’ve set and move on to the next. I’m so young there’s no reason [bad word]  But everyday, this nine to five destroys all my thoughts. This lake I’ve been swimming in is stagnant. I’m fishing for disaster, and I’m the [bad word] bait. My hard work means nothing to them, my efforts gone to waste. And I’m so sick, you should be too; Our blood and our sweat means more than this paycheck