Is this what I heard about so many times before.Under the eye, my fears becoming evidenceNo way to stop the sweat, the trembling of my voiceThis plaque lies here, your name stamped on itForgive my life lenderIs this what I heard about so many times beforeAll this pressure, all this deceit disguisedas a social based corp, people like you with the will to help.Make your dreams come true, you projects…Realize that I dont feel like i’m being helpedI dont really see the amability on your punishing questionsis all this humiliating interrogation justified?This chair wont let me go ’till my pockets completely drained.