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Angry, Annoyed, and Jobless

Angry, Annoyed, and Jobless Starting to feel hopeless wondering what it takes to make it and if I have it or if I can even find it. Friends changing, time passing, learning the youth is not everlasting. Face changing showing some aging starting to feel the body aching. Looking at all the time taken. Many roads could have but should have that were never taken. Searching for employment in a maze of internet searches and job applications. Getting red starting to steam with the same response with different logos. Not knowing why it's always a no go. Went to school got a couple of degrees. One is just a mantel decoration made of cheap balsa wood and lies. The other is great but never enough. Wanting more companies always want more. I think education and jobs are working together. Education is the wheelbarrow that takes all of your money Jobs is the boot kicking you in the ass to remind you that you do not have any and that you need more. Every time we pass go with another job interview we get a glimpse of hope but it drives off in a car or sails away in the corporate battleship. That leaves only the dog to shit on our dreams and leaves us wondering where is our dream of lots of money and a big top hat. Just left to feel thimble like and try to iron out the details of your life I am tired of looking tired of getting told no. Going to do it on my fucking own. Load up the cannon with what money, hope, and dreams I have left and shoot for the stars and hope I can reach mine and fulfill my dream and escape this monopoly game of life.
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Feb 3, 2012
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