Nothing much to say
this job hunt kills my inner way
of seeing, of being, of agreeing…
Sell your attention to detail
tone down the perfection you work with
you’ll never be in control
London is taking its toll
Cities and armies of white collar zombies
praising illusory life of freedom and comforts
take a look at the matrix you’re part of
making your life harder and harder
Am I the only one doing her time here?
I will be lucky if the ending is near
One more year….hope I made myself clear.
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