“where is my life going?”
i am becoming a slave to this job.
everyone else is feeling the same.
all this work daily.
it made me feel physically sick.
even though i do a good job,
and have been complimented like crazy,
i see that these people only use me.
they know i’m “the dependable one”,
so they send pretty much everyone’s work my way.
do i have a say?
i either gotta do it,
or risk being fired for trying to go against the grain.
maybe if i started off as a slacker it would have been easier?
so i’m taking the first step.
in a perfect world,
i would love to jump head first into my career.
no more working for “the man”.
this ain’t a perfect world.
so i’m going to take the first step.
i gotta go.
its time to look for something better.
my resume about to be updated and i’m going to look to the sky.
god is now my guide.
i can’t do any of “this” anymore.
lowkey: i can admit i got comfortable tho.