Physically I'm fine
A little bruised
Nothing to mind
Physically I'm alright
Not cuts or scrapes
Nothing to stain the seats
Physically I'm ok
Through the nods and smiles
Fingers across the keys
Physically I'm
A voice I don't recognize
Speaks to the phone
As the fingers fly and click the keys
Physically
Just stay focused
Study hard and count the days
You'll make it another day
But despite what you see
A hard worker who thrives on her job
Who wants to get excitement from it
You glazed over
When I wasn't ok
And reminded me
I was a number to you.....
"Your never a number here" A empty promise from a empty voice, who refused to see past the cash