I am a man.
I work and worry,
concerned about my family.
I laugh at my child's mistakes,
remembering my own.
I cry in fear of my short days.
Time works against me.
I am a boy.
I play and worry,
concerned about my future.
I laugh at my friend's mistakes,
only to make my own.
I cry in fear of what is unknown.
Time works for me.
I am a monster.
I worry about what should become of me.
I laugh at my love's mistakes,
my love is not wanted.
I cry in fear of what I may do.
Time cannot end my suffering.
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