A Peon

[the_disco_fairy]

which is like a poem, in the way that it has letters. This is for my friend Taylor. And me. It's for me too.

The state of things ain't great right now
A fact I'm sure even you'll allow
With stress and tears and too much work
Responsibilities we mustn't shirk

Because our classes are tough
And our parents are rough
And our backs nearly ache with the strain
Yet here we stand, with our hearts in our hands
Biting back a new kind of pain

But I'll help you out
Just the smallest amount
Not much, the least to say
Yet it's all I can do, baby doll mine
 From too many miles away

So listen for me in your pretty songs
Count the days, it won't be long
And know I've got an ear out just for you
'Cause Lord knows I'll need all your help too