I'm Sat Alone

A poem about being treated different for progressing

I’m Sat Alone 

Vicious glares and secretive whispers whilst I’m sat alone

laughter emits from their table really setting the tone

I shouldn’t have to change my standards 

So what if I choose to work hard?

If being treated differently for refusing to be lazy

Their judgements and feelings I discard 

Serpents all of them hissing and tearing at my heart 

their lashing tongues and secretive glares 

breaking down my barriers ripping me apart  

Why cant their oozing envy just be set aside 

I was once a welcomed member 

but I shall sit alone with pride 

I may not be a regular colleague but your support I had one time

you saw how hard I worked for this ladder that I climb

  envious of your bond that’s all I really miss

drowning out your banter and your dreadful hiss

I Am Sat Alone

I am A shadow to the person that you laid to rest

but I’m not here for you I’m here to do my best  

Author's Note

I wrote this in my 15 minute break at work tidied it a bit
just a poem explaining how gaining responsibilities can make you an outcast

Reviews

[Dilan Gray]

I really like this poem and what it talks about. My dad is kind of like this at his work, the other people tease him because he is different and then also don't like how he sometimes works too hard and makes them all look bad. It is interesting how people don't want you to do your best, I think you captured this situation very well! Great poem!

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it's called growing up LOL...but we gain more than we lose in the long run..