Work

by Poempete   Nov 15, 2011


WorkrnrnIve got myself a predicamentrnAnd it's going to sound shallow of mernBut I've decided I don't like my job anymorernAnd it's about time I took steps to leavernrnI've been there for 9 long years nowrnAnd it's starting to take it's tollrnWhen i started I was mid twentiesrnAnd now I'm starting to feel oldrnrnI've had enough of the same old shitrnAnd the responsibility rnIt might help if there were more if usrnBut we're just a small team of threernrnThe other two are pissing me offrnThey can't get anything rightrnAnd my patience has all but disappeared rnI just want them both out of my sightrnrnBut the issue is that I get paid wellrnCause I climbed the corporate ladderrnAnd although I really want to leavernI'm not sure if it'll make me gladderrnrnMy brother died 5 months agornAnd I'm still trying to deal with his deathrnSo is the grass really greenerrnOr is it just that I'm feeling bereft?rnrnSigh.rn

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