Hear Me, Atlas

Sweat on your brow,
your back aches,
you kneel before
the weight of the world.

They don't see you,
they don't want you,
they don't give a damn,
they don't care.

Let them stand on their own,
let them feel pity,
let them regret,
now let them fall.

Make them hurt,
make them pay,
just give it back,
just let go.

Your arms release,
you rise to your feet,
you stand before
the fall of the world.