Two years ago, I saw a sentence disguised as opportunity.
At the time I was blinded, and had penchant to try something new to me.
At first it was a breath of fresh air, no cryptic message of despair.
Just stocking and blocking product, then you could just dip outta there.
But as time passed, I asked if this task is to be desired.
This dissatisfaction is gaining traction, a new distraction is required.
Superman doesnt fight the same villain every time.
So it's insane to slave in one occupation 'til you die
But if I'm stranded down that path, I might as well stash a handy pistol.
Would you rather pass away in your own hands or let a corporation get you?
I'm a stock boy in real life but I wanted to convey being disgruntled doing the same job everyday.