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.
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