Theorem The Truth Serum
Stick It Out - Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum
A man with unpredictable instinct
rolling up down the perimeters
of the interiors, he thinks everyone
is quite inferior just because
his instincts are as an animal
in the safari laying down chomping
on it's lionly kill.
A point of view that plagues
our everyday lives
He's laid back, but
he's also a hot head
Everything is controlled by
the beat of his drum
If you're not on his pace
He'll push you off his jobs.
I heard this and sometimes feel
like I am on the brink of this edge.
He pushes you over
and you fall and you tumble.
Sometimes you don't get up.
Just stick it out and do your best.
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