Punch in four little numbers;
One; seven; four; five.
The time clock begins.
Another day in the hell I'm in.
Will I survive?
Too many people to please.
Empty phone calls
Empty white walls
Insanity is awaiting,
Day, after day, after day.
Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 3:04 PM UTC
Punch in four little numbers;
One; seven; four; five.
The time clock begins.
Another day in the hell I'm in.
Will I survive?
Too many people to please.
Empty phone calls
Empty white walls
Insanity is awaiting,
Day, after day, after day.
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