hmm

all day
every day
I divide time
I am no wizard I am of no mind
I spend this moment free and true
you see this as a lesson to you
my eyes are tired I see them as red
not as anger but as freedom instead
I work and work
you know not of what
I should have earned what a noble man should
but I try and try
still to this day I die
inside all the time
to know I am but a mime

they know it and I know it
but believe me they will know
work I have done and work I will do
I will have a chance to work on you
speculative glances
and just a few chances
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