I sit on the side of a table one side is filled with materials mine is empty I look at my side each girl looking towards the other side envious, they reach for the tools I sigh and ask the other side if they need help they say no I can see they are struggling but they are blind to their failure I need to help them but they said no I grab the tools from thier side I tinker and create the men smack and shove, pushing back I hate my side of the table we cant do anything
