Stick in the Mud

just mumbling about something that upset me this morning.

I come to you for help
But you have no heart
Thousands I shell out
The personality a dart

I can't work with someone
If I get no emotion from them
Their robotic reflexive speech
My disinterest at a ten

I try to get just a little more out
Have a personality please
You tell me basically to stfu
And therapy is what you need

Nice lady, this attorney
Here I am my life is on trial
I get no pat on the back
Or we got this, you can afford to smile

I bet she's slept well since birth
Rich mommy and daddy paid her way
This is one that can't fathom my pain
Or which way my emotions decide to sway

Such a perfect little woman
Making so much little money
But it's business not compassion
She'd never call me honey

How to work with such a stick
Come on crack a joke
Say something to put me at ease
You're already making me broke

If I didn't know two amazing attorneys already
I'd stereotype like most
But thankfully I've met ones with heart
They just can't help me where I go