Unemployment

Im unable to diagnose, or come close To why employment says adios I cant keep a job, Only god knows why My plans go awry, but I continue to apply Each passing moment echos each passing day Has it been 3 months since I've been paid My parents look on with frustration in their faces Getting ready To turn and draw at 10 paces Depression, Aggression, 10 minutes left in our session Saddle Up soldier, its time to go to war But this is the job market not the marine corp Some doubt that I can make it, but I will not quit There is very little in this world that would make me submit Paper dollars of money, Credit card distractions The smell of money, and electronic transactions My hard work has paid off, I have an interview at three With all these late bills, Im just glad that its free