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Corrosion

I am being eaten alive,

Erosion

Of the body, as well as the mind,

Wasting

My life doing something I don’t like,

Confusion

How do I move forward from here?

I guess I have to take a risk,

Turn my hand to anything,

That brings me much more joy,

This my plan, this is my ploy,

Nothing’s going to change,

By remaining in one place,

Nothing’s going change in the way it ought to,

Everything will just get stale,

So I have to go beyond the pail,

Strike out and start a new life,

For the benefit of me and my family

This is what I know to be right.