No more job-raping

A poem of someone who hates his job, althought he's supposedly doing fine there.

I can't keep going like this,

Or I'll jump out of the window.

I can't keep going like this,

Or my brain will collapse.

I must stop,

Repeating the same explanations.

I must stop,

Repeating the same actions.

I will not,

Be so empty.

I will not,

Be criticized.

Author's Note

Simliar to my previous poem structure but with more expression of feelings rather than an "outside-perspective".

Reviews

[Airafh]

Ver well written and expressed, though it was short but nice.