A little poem I wrote at work today.

in entertainment •  7 years ago 

I work a 9 to 5, just to stay alive.
But ironicly I feel like it's KILLING ME.
My boss is an ass, and I can't smoke some grass.
Though that shit could stop a KILLING SPREE.
No no I'd never do any harming, I'm really very charming.
But this job is feeling like SLAVERY.
I've had it with this shit, I'd love to just quit.
But I'm afraid that I'm lacking the BRAVERY.
Today I'll stand up real proud, with my head in a cloud.
And the future? I will start to DREAM IT!
I'll put on a grin, it feels like a win.
Because now I can post shit on STEEMIT!20180313_091826.jpg

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