• I work all day,
    I come home.
    I work at home,
    I go to sleep.
    Even in my dreams I work.

    I work, and work, and work.
    I get ridiculed for my work,
    I always expect it.

    What is my job?
    I'm not sure,
    I wish I could take a journey to the shore.

    I have no time,
    Not now at least,
    This world is empty,
    As is it's belief.

    I cannot stand some people's arrogance.
    Just one more thing,
    When will I get a break?