dropping plates

i dread

waking up in the morning

no time to breathe

this is my life

nine through noon

noon to night

i clock in

seen as a servant

every hour another nerve is hit

my rage boils deep behind my eyes

i smile while 'please sir i apologize'

somebody please get me

the fuck out of this place

now think back to what you're working towards

fuck this shit

keep it together

keep moving forward

so i keep my composure

don't hesitate

i play the game though i feel

like dropping plates

fuck

i tell myself that it's for the best

collect tips & cash empty pay checks

from fucks who can't even remember

my name

one simple thing

i'm dropping plates