Poem -

Work

Same shit different day,

Seems to be something I often say,

Damn I'm in a rut in every single way,

Walking to save cash,

Stress has caused a rash,

I'm stuck in a hole,

Can't seem to reach my goal,

Working two jobs,

Serving messy slobs,

Now here's the question; why work so hard when I could claim,

Wouldn't have to put up with the day in day out and the same old same,

Urgh I'm going fucking insane,

All this just buzzing around in my brain,

Orders,

Cleaning,

What's the point,

Where's the meaning,

But all this moaning does is make me seem weak and strange,

At the end of the day it's up to me to make the change.

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