Working For Someone Else
I cleaned out my locker yesterday
The books hitting the bottom of the box went:
Thud, Thud, Thud
Shared a few laughs, gave a few hugs
Said goodbye to the friends I made
And tossed away my “I love my job” mug
I find sport in facing my fears
Shedding a few tears
While encouraging myself to push past
The uncertainty of yesterday
Tap, Tap, Tap
Can be heard as I adjust my resume
Everyday at that job my self respect depreciated
No matter how much heel I applied to pavement
I was mistreated and humiliated
My supervisor was rude
She never seemed to work
But always had an attitude
And I got tired of her shit
I could never seem to do more than just pay rent
Then I would go to a check advance
When the money’s spent
But not this time…
Tap, Tap, Tap
I’m not going back
I’m not going to make a living off of nickels and dimes
No more relying on someone else’s livelihood
to make mine
For now on…
I’m working for me
Love always, Esha ❤
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