is it empathy when it's forced on me
and i can't control what weight i pull?
lightening her load while i watch mine grow
but i don't feel forced, in fact i'm fine
because watching that smile is worth the work
and calling it work seems a tad absurd
because i've never met a man with half a mind
who loved his labor to such lengths or likes
that he'd rather run than rest his legs
when he hasn't slept or sat for days.
Monday, October 11, 2010
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