Blue Little Worker
Muse Petal
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Blue little worker
clocking in light
crumbs on my sleeve
clouds in my mind
I'm not a hero
I'm not on fire
I do one thing
then let it retire
Blue little worker
hands on the keys
I move with the day
if the day moves with me
No big answer
no grand design
just a small blue life
trying to stay mine
Morning hit the window
like it had a plan
I was still half somewhere
with coffee in my hand
Name tag on my shirt
looking braver than me
I smiled at the elevator
like we both wanted to leave
Inbox started breathing
little numbers in a line
I opened one message
then gave it some time
The floor kept moving
people knew where to go
I followed my shadow
taking the long way slow
I don't have to push the wall
till the wall pushes back
I can take the smaller door
I can leave a little gap
Blue little worker
clocking in light
crumbs on my sleeve
clouds in my mind
I'm not a hero
I'm not on fire
I do one thing
then let it retire
Blue little worker
hands on the keys
I move with the day
if the day moves with me
No big answer
no grand design
just a small blue life
trying to stay mine
My chair made a soft sound
like it knew my name
Screen turned white
and asked me to explain
I typed "I'm fine"
then I took it back
Some truths need a minute
in another tab
A paperclip beside me
caught a little light
like a tiny silver moon
working part-time
Coffee got colder
but I got less tight
I let one task come closer
without starting a fight
Maybe I can do less
than the worry in my head
Maybe that is still enough
Maybe that is how I bend
Blue little worker
clocking in light
crumbs on my sleeve
clouds in my mind
I'm not a hero
I'm not on fire
I do one thing
then let it retire
Blue little worker
hands on the keys
I move with the day
if the day moves with me
No big answer
no grand design
just a small blue life
trying to stay mine
One small move
then let it go
one small breath
nobody knows
I don't chase
what walks away
I don't pull
the whole blue day
Lunchbox moon
under my chair
a little rest
still living there
If I move slow
I still move through
small little worker
still a little blue
Blue little worker
clocking out light
crumbs on my sleeve
clouds in my mind
I wasn't perfect
I wasn't bright
but I kept one corner
of myself alive
Blue little worker
hands off the keys
I moved with the day
and the day moved with me
No big answer
no grand design
just a small blue life
still staying mine
Blue little worker
walking home slow
Blue little worker
let the day go