The Slave On My Great Grandparents' Farm [NEW DEMO]

The Slave On My Great Grandparents' Farm

_______________________Consider how I'm not a man.

_______________________Gag at how you brought me here.

_______________________Promise dries with every tear,

_______________________Though I am doing all I can.

_______________________Let me lie in a pile of pride.

_______________________Drag me out as though I've died.

_______________________In time to come, when old and sad,

_______________________All my memories will be bad.

_______________________I drain your money every year,

_______________________Yet I eat nothing and have no goods.

_______________________I'm lazy, lousy, but I clear your woods.

_______________________Then y' tell friends how y' hold me dear.

_______________________Of all of this grime, what to believe?

_______________________Shall I grit or should I grieve?

_______________________In time to come, when old and sad,

_______________________All my memories will be bad.

_______________________I do not dream of an escape,

_______________________But will your love anew appear?

_______________________It's why I let you plop me here,

_______________________Thinking we could be a team.

_______________________I really feel ridiculous.

_______________________I don't believe you anymore.

_______________________But I can't just walk through the door.

_______________________We never could have been a team.

_______________________Let me lie in a pile of pride.

_______________________Drag me out as though I've died.

_______________________Foresee how I'll be old and sad

_______________________And all my memories will be bad.