J.O.B.S.

There are those who have jobs,

and then…

there are those who work.

While we work from the sweat of our brow,

the lazy employees chill and smirk.

We are frequently overworked and underpaid.

Bills…some get paid.

And others…get delayed.

Money… barely saved.

But oh well I need my job.

I may can’t afford to buy pants, shirts, and other merch,

but it puts food on the table to appease my hunger and quench my thirst.

So it’s best I get back to work,

and continue to deal with bosses and customers that are complete jerks.

If I had one wish…

I wish that the only days that exist on the calendar is the 15th and 1st.