Monday
Got to work late...
Got something black on my white shirt...
Monday greeted me harshly...
Another day in which to hurt...
The weather has a subtle hint of fall in the air...
I caress the idea of a weekend; yet I am miles from there...
Waiting on pay day with bated breath...
Trying to keep the lights on and avoid death...
Smoking my cigarettes lightly as to not run out...
The store said no more credit, so I am trying another route...
Working 50 hours a week; just trying to get by...
Lunch break is over... Those 30 minutes really fly...
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