Array ( [sid] => 165607 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Working Woes [time] => 2011-04-01 15:14:04 [hometext] => I hate the thought of getting my first job after dropping out of uni. I've been a social recluse for a while and struggling with depression. [bodytext] => They say listen son get yourself a job, get yourself a girl,
Get your feet out of bed and go take on the world.
Become a titan of industry or a business tycoon,
Pull off the covers and sail to the moon.
Shine your shoes real nice and button that shirt,
Step on outside, check out the girl in the red mini-skirt.
Put your game face on as you march down the street,
Groomed, shaved and proper as you lie through your teeth.

A new world awaits you to realise your potential,
Discard the looks from those who say you aren't special.
Make the moves, take the risks and climb the ranks,
Skip on down one day laughing to the bank.
The friends you'll make are they friends for real?
Hide your face, hide your lies, your soul they will steal.
At night you'll retire to your kids and your wife,
And sit in your armchair with your perfect **** life. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 113 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Hydrobipo [notes] => Mod 9 4/01/2011 Bleep word. Please remember to bleep the whole word. Thanks [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Working Woes


Working Woes
Date: Friday, 1st April 2011 @ 03:14:04 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Hydrobipo
They say listen son get yourself a job, get yourself a girl,
Get your feet out of bed and go take on the world.
Become a titan of industry or a business tycoon,
Pull off the covers and sail to the moon.
Shine your shoes real nice and button that shirt,
Step on outside, check out the girl in the red mini-skirt.
Put your game face on as you march down the street,
Groomed, shaved and proper as you lie through your teeth.

A new world awaits you to realise your potential,
Discard the looks from those who say you aren't special.
Make the moves, take the risks and climb the ranks,
Skip on down one day laughing to the bank.
The friends you'll make are they friends for real?
Hide your face, hide your lies, your soul they will steal.
At night you'll retire to your kids and your wife,
And sit in your armchair with your perfect **** life.

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