It has to be always mine
For I don't belittle nor disdain
The mere I get ever become less
I muse on the pep talk nice
Oh! Often, people see my job as
dirty lucrative
I appreciate the little and thrive
What a shamble! But I survive
Their deluge illusion and descry end
in disguise
Their hearts shrivel up from malice
Oh! Where upon, I put on trendy
They put on shabby
They tussle to get dine,
I strive to get mine
I feel content in my mind
So, hold your mine
and never mind!
©adammt
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