The ant is I

To all the ants just wishing others knew they're struggles

I swore to be the ant
That any and everyone could step on
The boy in class at the end of the day
Who would never go home to loved ones
An over turned glass of alcohol
Only the lightweights could get drunk on
I use to think i had everyone by my side
I guess ill learn to have no one

And when I die under someone's foot
I'll remember the life I lived before
The human me that was scared to breathe
Not scared of ever being stepped on
I miss being the human me
Because love...
It isn't an ants best emotion