Heated

The boundless hope of youth is gone
deducted by the corporation
which leaves me sorely overdrawn
surviving on sheer desperation
while every day seems less and less
that any dream will coalesce,

but a fire in my heart still burns
despite the constant suffocation
of those whose selfish coldness yearns
to thoroughly block all ventilation
and though they try without much shame
they’ll never snuff this fearsome flame.