Friday, February 13, 2009

Capitulation

I want a new job
devoid of all strife
or reasons to swab
I need a new life

I’m sick of the bills
that foster the mess
which thoroughly kills
my chance for success

so screw the whole world
whose problems are rife
the flag is unfurled
I need a new life.

4 comments:

Noah the Great said...

Yeah, this life needs a new story.

gravity said...

hey! i wish you find your niche. dont worry, it'll come at the right time =)

Anonymous said...

Great poem! Though it is thoroughly depressing as well. I hope you manage.

rch said...

Thanks everybody, I think I just needed a few days off. :D