Efforts unseen
in this world, unclean
I know I'm doing good things I mean
but my efforts unseen
Efforts unseen
under this worlds demean
my efforts are foreign
I am negligence's fiend
Efforts unseen
no matter how much they've seen
I'm never foreseen
never taken to acknowledgement from where I've been
Efforts unseen
my life has has always been
like it was never mine to begin
just labour for the sake of others satisfaction
who leave my efforts unseen
my blood sweat and tears don't matter
it's left to flow away like water
no one to stop
and for once appreciate my undying labour
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Way of my soul || Poetry
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