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Inkwelt's Canvas Corner

September 26, 2019 2:13 pm

Cents Hi! Welcome to the job I thought God blessed me with But all it left me with... View MoreCents Hi! Welcome to the job I thought God blessed me with But all it left me with Was broken friendships Aching body; a hatred for mankind Iâ€™m not even good at this- I love you people, but you find a way To make me hate you, on a daily basis No sir I donâ€™t remember your usual, I canâ€™t even remember if I ate breakfast this morning No I probably didnâ€™t, I woke too late because I was still tired From last nightâ€™s shift Did you say no cheese-or was it pickles? Forgive me sir, you see looking out the window It makes my mind drift Wondering how it would be, to be anywhere but here Iâ€™m sorry sir, hereâ€™s your total lemme cloak out here You see my shift is over and I have class after this Letâ€™s just hope my manager actually lets me get That meal The only energy that Iâ€™ll get today Why did I get this job anyway? I canâ€™t remember. Have a nice day! Hello there, donâ€™t mind me As you run past in the hallway I know Iâ€™ve been here at this copier An awful long while You see this work is for a friend and If all you could spare is a smile As you move past, just to let me know That Iâ€™m not a stranger and Iâ€™m not too odd You know the thing I had to do before Was the absolute worst Iâ€™m glad it didnâ€™t last Tablet after tablet of operating systems Done for class after class Tedium and boredom hand in hand but I told myself Itâ€™s better than nothing. Something in my pocket and no annoying people This is almost bliss. It might not last forever but Iâ€™m sure Iâ€™ll miss Being here...this is my last week, Iâ€™ll see you never again. Why am I talking to you again? Have a nice day. Hello there! No I know you donâ€™t know me. Howâ€™s the wait today? Not too bad? I appreciate that. Anxiety makes this harder, and the smell of iodine Makes my heart race. This is a clinic Not for the sick but for the poor. No oneâ€™s here because they want to be After all, how could they? Who would willingly set themselves down in that chair? Goosebumps on their skin from the chill in the air Itâ€™s like a freezer-for bodies not dead As if the needle in our arm for half an hour wasnâ€™t already bad I wish I didnâ€™t have to be here but you see This is all I got How can I get money elsewhere when my mind is shot? You see depression Now rules my thoughts. My families that loved me I found they really donâ€™t love me so My heart canâ€™t really find any place to go. If they donâ€™t want me, what business does What corporation, what elite vocation What place wants this body, these clothes, this hair Do you have an application online? Yes thanks, Iâ€™ll go there Iâ€™ll check back in a week, will you call me at home- Oh my goodness-Iâ€™m sorry-itâ€™s finally my turn? Whatâ€™s this you say? I canâ€™t pass the screening? My pulse is too high-well yeah my heartâ€™s beating But itâ€™s beating too hard, too stressed, too fast I should have known...this source of money too wouldnâ€™t lastâ€¦ Thank you, Iâ€™m sorry, I wasted your timeâ€¦ But if I could be honest? I never wanna see this line Inside the door of the donation center. Iâ€™m happy this happened. I feel like a whore Iâ€™m selling my body To make some change To please a family That wonâ€™t accept me anyway Why am I tryingâ€¦ Have a nice day. Hello students! Iâ€™m a student too. Just a few years further And a level up-but this could be you! All it takes is Sixty credit hours, orientation, dedication And you can finally get a job with some validation And even if not, the hours are flexible This is where I think Iâ€™m meant to be. You all drive me nuts-itâ€™s a match made in heaven Look at all this potential-surely I Am meant to be here. All of these stories, and Iâ€™m your editor Just a few short years, and this will be gone And Iâ€™ll be here for real. Four short long years, I know my friends donâ€™t see the appeal But I know this is my place Yes thereâ€™s homework this weekend No I donâ€™t know my race Call me Cain-no not Jay Makes me feel old-but thatâ€™s okay For once in my life, I finally feel Like Iâ€™m making a difference Yes little troublemakers, donâ€™t you worry Youâ€™ll see me around Iâ€™ll be a real teacher soon Shootings and faculty keep me wound But you are my loves Iâ€™m finally glad to say Please...have a nice day.

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