That this crisis came around?
Now suddenly your normal complaints,
Can be much more profound.
And I can be much more accommodating,
While not being affected in any adverse way,
For, of course, I had no complaints of my own,
Now I can't possibly have anything to say.
Besides, the brunt of the pressure is certainly not,
On me, just the responsibility to know,
Exactly what to do at all times,
And not reflect on the effects as I go.
And it's alright,
I'm much more resilient than you,
But if you want me to smile while I'm being fucked,
Maybe you should find someone new.