Whenever I want to write
I can’t in the day, just night
For in the day I must work
And it can drive me berserk
A thought will pop in my head
Hey, I guess that’s what she said
Sorry I got off of the track
Cause at work my mind is whack
I have to sit still and type
Want to smoke the old peace pipe
Not really into the ****
But it would help to feel more freed
Ok I am at work now
I should be working, oh wow
I can’t believe I can rhyme
When I am wasting my time
I guess sort of in a way
I just want to leave today
Because I would feel excite
And want to go home and write
But wait, now I am writing
It doesn’t feel exciting
For I am stuck in this chair
Doing my job, it’s not fair
I guess it is time to stop
For my list, work is the top
Plus I am very tired
And don’t want to get fired