I don’t have to lie or build rapport for free
I have nobody to blame when results are shaky
Don’t expect a damn thing so I see through fake shit
Don’t have a master to pretend to be enthusiastic with
I can move and grow when I feel I should
I can foster connections when they are useful and good
So maybe there is only me when I wake up and go to sleep
Maybe no one really cares about my daily happenings
But nothing in my throat has ever had to be shoved
So there’s clearly some benefits of never being loved…