Hands that Traced, that Carved, that Played

I'm feeling anxious so here's a depressing story cause why change what works when you're writing for the ability to do it as a career so might as well get used to systematic orderly reusing of the same simplistic formula for how to express what goes on beneath my chest in a way that is profitable as I turn away from the regrettable separation from my words and what first inspired them in the name of money.