hate my job

hate my job

A Poem by Marcman

I take the bull and hide my frustration

i go to work late, im the first one to leave

i lay it on the line, i put in my time

i hate my job with anything and anybody that applies

i go home, make love to my wife

i look forward to sleeping because its the best thing of the night

i smoke a joint and watch my favorite show on cloud 9

then i wake up at 3 oclock laying there watching the time

because I have to be a work by 5

i feel not enough rewards come in this time of life

© 2011 Marcman


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so this is why u smoke weed lol find a new job

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Marcman
Marcman

Denver, CO



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Im getting back into my creative side and I have become a slave to the green devil. I believe if you dont use your creativity youll forget it. I been writing since i was a kid and i want to start writ.. more..

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A Poem by Marcman