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I remember when I still kept, took my time
I never cared for competition
Or end ribbons, finish lines…
But somehow, somewhere
It became something of an obligation
And a race you might say….
It became about trying
To run as many laps…
Until you returned
And took me forcibly off the track….
I made an attempt toward completion
When I had but hours to go….
Before you ripped me…
From my own country…
And told me that I was lacking speed
That I was lagging behind…
And just how long does it take me
How long could I possibly be?
Then you turn to me and add
That I’ve got nothing…
Now I’m bound, wound by a clock
Put more effort into finishing…
Than what I’m doing…quantity over quality…
I never cared for competition
Or end ribbons, finish lines…
But somehow, somewhere
It became something of an obligation
And a race you might say….
It became about trying
To run as many laps…
Until you returned
And took me forcibly off the track….
I made an attempt toward completion
When I had but hours to go….
Before you ripped me…
From my own country…
And told me that I was lacking speed
That I was lagging behind…
And just how long does it take me
How long could I possibly be?
Then you turn to me and add
That I’ve got nothing…
Now I’m bound, wound by a clock
Put more effort into finishing…
Than what I’m doing…quantity over quality…
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