Decline

Its 8:25pm in the evening.
At this time I should be sleeping,
But I'm still here silently sitting
at the reception chair, gazing for nothing.

Just wondering few years ago.
I was playing from morning till down,
though in pajamas I still flow
playing games with my sister's and bro.

But now, here I am waiting..
In this awful chair... snoring!!!
can't even chat cause I'm working,
with this " without my will " job I'm in.

Before I thought I could be something,
Something that is exciting and fascinating,
But look here I am with nothing
Just with this chair hoping for clients to come in.

I hate this Job I've been through
I can't spill it out but its true
That's why I'm still here playing cool
breaking inside.. smiling untrue.



Category: Inspiration