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Mar 2018
Everyone wants to work where they are happy,
I worked where i used to feel scrappy.



Each day i went to office with a new hope,But each day, i was the only one to cope.



She made sure my life was hell under her rule,Nobody thought she was cool,She made sure i looked like a fool.



I was a free bird who wanted to learn,This was something i wanted to earn,But no i was joked in return.



Having no options in my hand,With deep sorrow in the end,I said to my boss i quit..i quit



I known i could have fought this injustice,But knowing there would not be any justice,With no options left i said i quit ..i quit.



I know it was hard for my maa n paa
But this was a rightful law,



As i couldn't suffer alone,Just to ensureΒ  i was in a comfort zone,So i said i quit ...i quit
Poem is on a journey of qutting my job. Dirst time wrote a poetry. Would be great of you could help it review
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anoma  26/F/Mumbai
(26/F/Mumbai)   
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