Dear god, man!
Have you no mercy?
Does the wetness of my tears mean nothing to you?
Does sight of my blood and salt of my sweat not move you?
Nay, I say! You are a machine. You are cold, you are hard, you are steel.
You were created for a purpose and you pursue that purpose without stopping.
You are driven. You are relentless. You are near unstoppable.
I should not mock you. I should pursue your ideals. I should follow your path.
I will become driven. I will become relentless. I will become near unstoppable.
I will. Just as soon as I stop crying.