That's not really the question.
Try asking what are you allowed to do,
And try to stay out of depression,
Because time is precious,
Not because life is short,
But because most of it is taken with working,
On something you'd rather abort,
For an interest purely undefined,
And led by your own desires.
But, money does not allow this kind of whim,
For who else will manufacture these tires?
And it's alright,
You're not alone in this boat,
And if we all were just honest with ourselves,
This world would have no hope.
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