Expectations for me to return to the routine,
Understanding this mentality is seldom seen.
No longer interested in boring office jobs,
Most companies employ managerial nobs.
I've been out of work for quite a while now,
Only volunteering, no shady boss and wow.
Must be some good employers out there surely?
Not getting any younger, nearly 2 years over 40.
The elites eat babies, I'm somewhat hesitant,
A 9-5 to me no longer feels all that relevant,
Distracted minds of each and every peasant,
Forgive me for lack of an enthusiastic goal,
Pray I'll land on my feet in some awarding role,
Don't give me tons of currency, just feed my soul.
Maybe I'm kinda anxious with what was previous?
Making money feels like a curse, somewhat egregious.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
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