Back to work!
If I put all this time together
It won’t make an hour
That I was happy in here
I tried so hard this Saturday
I’ve crying 5 hours
Smile a microsecond
And sleeping 36
The work is so hard
The peace is so less
The frustration so loud
Is Monday again
I just wish
I was in the beach
Like all the weeks
I trying again
To Be adapt
At this place
My friend got his 2 free days
My coworker a license
And his woman is sick
She said In 10 years
They danced 1 time
Fighting again
And lived away
Like a teenage dating
But without the fire
O my lord
I’m getting creasy
I start to confuse
This machine with my arms
I’ve confused
What’s the sense
Of the good feelings
If we heave no life
O my lord
Forgive me
If I kill you
9 thoughts of 10
I know that you come
From the same society
And I know
you were never on my feet
Is not your fault
Your heritage
Your palace
Your family
Smelling like a flours
Exhaling shit
Don’t be anger please
I will do my best
For our company
I will get you the honors
I will by me a pizza
In the end of the week
My daughter eat sushi
Here boyfriend is rich
I’m so happy
For here
I’m so happy for him
His dad is the boss
Of some Chinese stuff
I wish you all the best
And let’s back to work!
Gabriela Quenard Nemitz
