Slave

I'm on my knees,
But they're keep calling
One by one besides me,
They're falling

Not a good thing, though
Barely breathing with just a little bit of air
Everything to share
Can't tell which is fair or not
But everything around me is already,
In pair.

From eating everything
To never consume anything
The teasing and the joke
More than enough to make a stroke

Putting themselves where the peace is
And now I can rest in pieces