The Angry Kid

I like the way my head’s in charge
That I’m the tug and not the barge
But hate the load I have to move
And I’m an ant that keeps on working

Still I listen
When the angry kid inside
Tells me not to run and hide

I have my word I have my balls
They break for no one
And though the things I crave are small
I’m still an ant that keeps on working

But I listen
When the angry kid inside
Tells me not to run and hide
But embrace it
To become and not just be
To fulfill my destiny