by Doreen Angell

Created on: August 27, 2011

Journey Through A Jar Full Of Stars

 Every opportunity, but yet no success.

The only way to make money is to illegally undress.

School for education, grants for emigration,

Being a poor citizen, results in degradation.

Don't take my weakness for me being kind.

It's only business, don't look beneath the disguise.

You may become empathetic if you see behind my eyes.

Don't ask what I need you for, to feed children or a habit of a drug.

I'll look at you with a blank stare and then my shoulders will shrug.

I do my job in hypnotic trance, as if I'm under a spell.

I lay my life in your hands, praying all goes well.

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