how long shall i bear this load?
The weight i placed upon myself
in what seems a vain attempt
to keep myself from selling my soul
The toll it has taken,
how tongues have wagged
and heads have shaken
Forgive me, but you are all mistaken
if you think you know this man
Words flow without thought or understanding;
tossing lines into the sea
and see what catch i'm landing
Someone else commands this ship
and i am a poorly paid hired hand
longing to land on sunlit shores one day
wait for me there and shine a beacon my way....
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