I feel like a glass cup
On a table
Little problems pouring in slowly
to the top
Making me unstable
Overflowing, knowing it won\'t stop
Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip
Spilling out
Frustration
Spilling out
Anger
Spilling out
Everything
The floor is wet
Making everyone slip and fall
Spores growing all around the walls
Water filling up the halls
Flooding the rooms
I\'m a mess
There\'s no clean up on aisle 6
Nothing to do
Nothing to fix
But more hours to follow
Hoping the glass will be empty
When it resets tomorrow