Wake up in the afternoon still tired,
make a fuss because the day’s expired.
Don’t have breakfast but you drink 3 coffees,
without which you couldn’t function properly.

Work a part time job to feel self-righteous.
You don’t really like it so you might just
treat the staff with scorn and condescension,
but they’re all too dumb to be offended.

Feel like education has betrayed you,
trying to pretend that it’s what made you
what you are, which doesn’t have much merit.
Sadly though, it’s you who’s earned the credit.

Jobs to do like clean the dirty dishes:
put them off until five thirty/six-ish,
at which point you’re running late for meeting
friends but you can let them know by tweeting.

Choosing not to tell your friend you love her,
exercising your born right to suffer.
Changing who you are to get affection,
You won’t get it, you just want direction.

Stay online until the sun starts rising -
that’s when everybody’s socialising.
This is life and no one said it’s perfect,
that’s exactly why we all deserve it.

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  • mabelme
    mabelmeover 2 years ago

    I like this.
    There, I said it.
    It’s been a while, and this seems kind of different from what I remember of you, but I like what you’re saying here and how the words fit together.

  • I’m not ashamed to admit that I was concerned no-one liked my latest poem so I’m very grateful that you did it and then subsequently informed me.
    Thanks Mabel!

    – Christopher Johnson

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