It's Not Fair
We work hard all year, just like others. To them we mean nothing. We try as hard as can to get recognition. You are just their slaves work as hard as you choose they don't seem to care. To some it's as though they are the only ones. You want to move on but are afraid you can not get far. So you stay stuck in a position to choose them or you. Seeing how their feelings show everyone for themselves looking out for only their culture we should vow to do the same. We all know it's not fair!
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