He enter’s the room feeling excitingly bored,
Curious and anxious like it hasn’t been explored
Rushing himself like there is no time to dwell
To demonstrate an endless loop of things he did well
Two 10 minutes break - he isn’t  proud
Yet each day he goes forth to join the crowd
He stacks, he folds, he helps his crew
But his plights are ignored and it’s not something new
Countless hours pushes him further astray
The hope of him becoming someone someday