Oh but I don’t want to go I want to lie on the top of that hill and stay there baking in the sun

I don’t want to listen to people not understand which restaurant they’re at

Or people who can’t read

Or people who think it’s okay to be greedy and rude and entitled or that I owe them something

It’s really not worth it

Adding up every day

All the shit I have to take

People being rude when I’m trying to be disgustingly sweet

Ignored and pushed past

Yelled at

Told off for doing as I’m told by the people who told me to do it

Chastised for things I didn’t do

Listening to the problems of complete strangers

But I’m on my way anyway

And tomorrow

Two more weeks before I get a day off

Just two more weeks

Fuck I’m tired.

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