Silent Burdens:

Enough is never enough, they want more. You dare not speak, they'll think your weak.

They come at you  in a demanding tone of voice, skinning you down to already has been torn. 

You strive to meet demands, sometime you succeed and time you fail.

End of month is coming, You count your change, to pay the bill.

Like a spool of thread, string continues to flow, through the eye of needle you continue to go.

You give them everything or meet the needs, of those demanding, without seeing your struggles, with out care of your feelings, the string grow thin as you hang to more.  To the last winding, to the last drop, until you wont exists anymore..  

Vultures from caves, and wolves from night, fight over belongings left behind.  

Some will understand, and others will just never get this, and if you do cheers to you, and if you don't, this story has been told, you cant keep demanding in your usual tone, for I have left and gone home.