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 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 and cash empty paychecks

From fucks who can't even remember my name

One simple thing

I'm dropping plates