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Oct 2017
There has to be a better way
Working hard, making bets just to get some extra pay
Getting wrong when bosses' targets aren't being met
Forced to work outside through cold, the dark, the damp and wet

Back-breaking work and extra overtime
Just to keep stable and above the bread line
The pain of work, the dull, the strife
Just sacrifice your social life

To pay off a house you've remortgaged twice
You work from dawn, 'till noon and night
To wake for work feeling down and ******
Focus on the better things, live for things that make you happy
first poem ever written, apologies for structure.
Max Charlton
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Max Charlton  20/M
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