But you knowBut that isn't what she personally desiresShe doesn't hold on to anything because she always wants to look forwardShe doesn't want to look behind her because she's carrying something on her backEarnestly running on all fours looks like positivity, butReally, she's pretending to be a horse on someone else's behalfBecause she's a horse, she doesn't cry, and because she's a horse, she carries heavy thingsI guess she's really an idiotHolding important things in your heart and shouldering heavy things are the sameYou can't face something you're carrying on your backIsn't it only natural?Maybe unconsciously, she lets go of her friends' hands and becomes a workhorse to pull everyone alongWhat does that girl see? A hanging carrot? Her destination? It's not like thatShe's just looking forwardIt's subservienceBasicallyThinking she's being a bother, she swallows her blood and tearsShe doesn't see herself as equal to usThat's why it's useless unless you say it outrightIf you're a horse, we'll be horses tooSo show us your face properlyAngry faces, and crying faces.
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