Mistakes By The Hour

Michaelpoet

I gained more in working a job I hated than a job I loved. In my employment to the corporate death machine I came to the realization I am responsible for my success. Me and no one else.

As a vampire walking the halls of the hospital I sought the sunlight that I was denied in an office. Was I misled by my elders into believing the 9 - 5 would save me from myself? I stand as a testament to the younger generation who find themselves puzzled as to which road to take. Decide for yourself. 

  • Author: Michaelpoet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 28th, 2023 09:52
  • Comment from author about the poem: My experience
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