A Journey Through A Jar Full Of Stars

A Journey Through A Jar Full Of Stars
Every opportunity, but yet no success.
The only way to earn money, is to illegally undress.
School for education, grants for emigration.
Being a poor citizen, results in degradation.
My soul can't be broken, nor can my mind.
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, 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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