ForTheRush
Bluelighter
Do you really know who you are, the at work you, and the you at the bar, In the workplace, you put on your work face, be nice to people you dislike, take pride in the work you despise, disguise your vibe, hold back whats inside, let it ride, charge to credit, buy, in debits, in debt, but unleaded premium embeded in your bm, w, you dont look for trouble, you, run from the other you, after work its the at home you, disciplinary parent tell your son "I own you", teach him to follow your footsteps, do anything to reach him, bleach him with every time you give a speech, 10 times a week, spend time with me, theres no I In team, When your wife says I Love you, and tried to hug you, she basically has to tug you, in bed your a slug you ,dread makin love to, your love who loves you, roll over and fall asleep, wake up its your day off, tell your kids to stay off, your grass so the 15 minutes of labor pays off, now in your car, you are now the in the bar you, having drinks with the bar dudes, so you think you are you?, a insightful talk would scar you, never wonder who are you, just a combination of sterotypical abonminations, nothing to offer your just time a wastin, your just a job and a suit and a fluke of generic poop, never giving thought. your forever living lost, have your thrill a game of toss, your game is lost, in the on sale racks, you cost a tiny fee, but gosh this game is rather off, routine rooting organization spewing, copy machine gluing, coffe machine pursuing, tie rack doing your tie, lack of pride when you spie, that face in the mirror a lie thats suddenly getting clearer, barley time to get your life back,
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