I sit in my lab, behind my desk
Watching closely behind the glass.
Like a scientist I linger;
Observing what I've done for others.
But never do I get the pleasure
To see what my results can see...
To witness the changes I make, instead
It's given to one more capable than me.

I've assembled my strategy
In neat, orderly fashion
And I succeed, but it's never
How I planned it to happen.

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Just once I'd like to see
The other side of my misery.
To step out from behind the wall,
And be a part of my own creation.
Just once I'd like to get
The rewards of my intentions.
To step out from behind the glass
And be the one so thoroughly studied.

I sit in my room, alone at night
Gazing back at my mistakes.
Like a scientist, I wonder,
As they pile on top of one another
That, "never do I get the pleasure
To see the weight of what I've measured."
I see it play out in front of me, instead
As data collected on a pixel screen.

I've assembled my strategy
In neat, orderly fashion
And I succeed, but it's never
How I planned it to happen.
On the outside, looking in
Playing the role of the observer.
On the outside, looking in
Sterile, yes. But miserable.

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