I step into my frayed loafers
And head out for the day.
My feet quickly grow hot, encased inside
Faded and rough leather.
I learn to ignore this feeling and continue my day
running errands and receiving orders,
complaints,
messages,
Requests.
I go numb without even noticing.
I am simple.
I do not want for much.
I do not need nice shoes.
I am not passionate about my work.
I am not passionate about anything.
(am) I am content (?)
I come home and take off my shoes
And ignore the new scuffs on the toes.
And head out for the day.
My feet quickly grow hot, encased inside
Faded and rough leather.
I learn to ignore this feeling and continue my day
running errands and receiving orders,
complaints,
messages,
Requests.
I go numb without even noticing.
I am simple.
I do not want for much.
I do not need nice shoes.
I am not passionate about my work.
I am not passionate about anything.
(am) I am content (?)
I come home and take off my shoes
And ignore the new scuffs on the toes.
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