No one considers the pencil’s feelings on the first day of school
It is my big day too.
I have worked my entire life to get here and no one even glances
When I am dull you condemn
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If my tracks be too heavy you whine
Would you notice if I was constantly at my peak?
You care nothing of my fear of tapering
I do not like the scars of boredom you have given me
Why should I fix your problems when can’t even listen to mine?
You import everything I have to give and export abuse
I worship a closed hand
I am tired of being a paperweight
Every time I play I lose
What am I worth.
When you reach ferrule
Nothing.
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