The Can Man...

I found myself passing judgement on another the other day    
What happen to make this man collect cans    
Why wouldn't he just pick himself up and join the rest of us    
   
I've often thought the same of the corner paper man    
How lazy of him    
Reduced to selling papers at five in the morning    
Never giving him credit that he's on the job each day    
He could do so much better if he just applied himself    
   
However    
Does someone think the same of me    
He had such potential    
Now...    
He opens boxes for a living    
   
What I think I do is...    
Provide structure to those who    
make eight dollar an hour    
   
Those I spend the most time with would gladly spend three hundred dollars on a belt or pocketbook for bragging right   
They're just misdirected people I tell myself  
Didn't I think the same thing about the can man  
   
So does that make me an inmate    
Or a trustee    
   
Does the fact that I have a title make me any different[/b]    
I perform a very simple task    
Keeping the line moving    
   
Here's the thing...    
When I had more ... I had less    
My focus was misguided  
As maybe yours might be    
   
A simpler way of life doesn't make you a lesser person    
It might make you a smarter one    
You know your limitation    
You've seen what's on the other side    
You just didn't like the person it made you become    
   
Maybe the can collector, paper man, grass cutter, etc. etc    
Whoever he/she might be    
   
Found their place before me?