You offer me all the trappings

A life of luxury

Slave to control, my soul you’re sapping

My sense of security

Skyscraper impresses

Upon me vertigo and jitters

‘You’ve no idea what stress is

This job is not for quitters

Knuckle down and work really hard

You’ll be where I am one day’

 

Overweight and emotionally scarred

The few hairs left are grey!

 

I thought you were what I wanted

Though now I realise

I’m bitterly disappointed

What lies before my eyes

This job is nothing special

Not everything’s as it seems

Slowly driving me mental

As I bounce from beam to beam

 

My pockets are handsomely lined

Now the lining feels like lead

Money making me blind

To the effect upon my head

I was once so idealistic

Could see the best in everyone

But now just pessimistic

-Detesting everyone

 

 

Everyman has his dream chase

Every failure has its saving grace

 

This job just isn’t me