My Name
My Name
Everyday it’s just the same,
Someone yelling out my name,
In a conversation, a letter, a call,
With the intent of driving me up a wall.
Jeff said this, Jeff said that,
My name is smeared in no time flat.
~
Some days I think, I’ll just change my name,
Hide out on some distant plain.
Answer only when spoken to,
Yeah, I think what’s what I’ll do.
But on the other hand, would that really work?
When the people yelling will constantly lurk,
~
I guess I’m doomed to this life of fame,
Just a player in the management game.
I guess my name will continue to be used,
Will continue to be abused.
I should smile and bear it like I should,
Like any good employer would.
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