Flying over everything low is a burden. Responsibility weighs on these wings. I am the provider, decision maker who wears many hats in any given instant. Why are you jealous over the extra weight that I carry? Do you think you have the muscle or spine to carry out what’s expected of me on the daily? No, what you’re tasked to do is of the lowest order. You have time to duck and dodge, throw stones at me when you’re eating up the seconds and thirds. You’re greedy but all for the wrong things. Don’t covet what you can’t handle because the pressure will crush you.
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