I'd like to work so I can thrive,
Rather than my fear of falling behind,
Or worrying about my neighbour's efficiency,
With this fleeting Time-
Perhaps allowing ourselves to inexhaustibly reach for this celestial letter,
Has made our priority for a good mental state dim and lessen.
What if..
What if we were awakened to the never-ending systematic procedures
of attaining such reputation.
Then perhaps,
A cloud of disgust would linger in our minds,
When our thoughts drift to that glorified, confined,
A.
No, instead we'll deal with a-
"You got a B, Clarence, perhaps next time you'll make it".
