A Laborer's Plight

Poem

Whose right, whose wrong - it means no difference

my boss under my skin, my family i'm missing

my thoughts fading away into a hatred of work

generating them profit while I'm looking for worth

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Who am I anymore, I ask while I fade

fade into my hobbies, fade into the days

where my family and I live peacefully bliss

family under my skin, while my work is amiss

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my thoughts fading away into a love of myself

generating me profit while I'm looking for wealth

Asking whose right and whose wrong - as it means no difference

as one day I'll move on and no longer'll be ________

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