The Self Respect Deserved Comments

I sit at my desk and the seat is cold The pain in my side makes me feel old The absence of movement makes me realize the load That I currently carry is pushing me into overload
I live life at breakneck speed Flying forward struggling to breath The mere sensation of a slowdown Is so unusual that is sends me to meltdown
Look at my life like a truck on the highway Onward forward doing things the right way Now as I fly down the road as I think The details of life are gone in an eye blink
I feel like a missile flying through the air Faster than the mind can think or care Then the slowdown hits and all that was shaken off Come back to my shoulders like a cape of cloth
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