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At the end of the day,
it is all so hypocritical
Claiming to be drowning or,
even trying to stay alive.

It is not about struggling,
or getting that sleep.
Not about going home on time,
or being paid sufficient for the work.

Maybe this is my form of escape,
I deal it all with my false front.
The vulnerable yet strong walls,
without any holes or gaps.

The actual fact is..
there is no other way out.
I can only do the work,
like there’s no day and night.

I know, this is as stupid as it gets,
for all the words I have said.
But I really have no idea how,
I can make anything better now.

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