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Ganesh Umashankar

Rookie (16/07/1987 / Thanjavur)

The Job I Used To Love


My days are getting shorter and shorter
my stress is getting bigger and bigger
I feel so tired, I wanna go home and sleep till tomorrow
when I finally do get bed at night, all i can think is what I'll face tomorrow

I used love my job, I still do,
but lately its taken so much out of me that I barely work anymore.
I wish I could go back to old days where I was just a student.
where I was still learning, preparing for beloved job.

And this time I will make sure I prepare harder
So I can handle the stress better.
And tomorrow will be just another day
And today will never come back.

Submitted: Friday, April 26, 2013
Edited: Friday, April 26, 2013
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  • Rookie - 199 Points Kavya . (4/26/2013 1:46:00 AM)

    this is the truth of life...when we were in our school days, we used to feel when we shall grow big and go for a job like our parents....but the reality is realised only wen we reach that stage...since there is no Ctrl+Z in life, we have to move on for a better tomorrow and a best present.
    A gud and realistic write! (Report) Reply

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