The grass is greener on the other side! I’ve started my post graduation in Counselling Psychology and my exams start on 2nd Jan, so this is me missing my old life…
ID card as a noose around my neck
In boardrooms I’d be a nervous wreck
Oh how I wish I had a mean boss to hate
Someone to bitch about with my office mates
What do I do with my HOD's smile!?
He says my hall tcket will reach in a while…
But I want to be a corporate slave
who saved all year for her holiday
packed the shortest shorts
and the floweriest sarongs
bought a new bikini
and a ticket to Hong Kong!
This slave would have sent in her last report
and flown to Tahiti on the 24th
She’d automate an email with a cheeky smile
It says ‘fuck you losers, i’ll be back in a while!’
Oh how I wish I was one of you corporate slaves
who get unleashed towards the end of the year
Until new targets are set, they disappear!
Alas, I’m shackled to this miserable desk
Studying theories by Frued, Thorndike, Adler
Boy! Could my life be any sadder?
Poetry by Inspired
Written on 2026-01-01 at 13:33
Tags Regret  Slavery  Exaggeration 
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I wish I were a corporate slave
Oh how I wish I were a corporate slaveID card as a noose around my neck
In boardrooms I’d be a nervous wreck
Oh how I wish I had a mean boss to hate
Someone to bitch about with my office mates
What do I do with my HOD's smile!?
He says my hall tcket will reach in a while…
But I want to be a corporate slave
who saved all year for her holiday
packed the shortest shorts
and the floweriest sarongs
bought a new bikini
and a ticket to Hong Kong!
This slave would have sent in her last report
and flown to Tahiti on the 24th
She’d automate an email with a cheeky smile
It says ‘fuck you losers, i’ll be back in a while!’
Oh how I wish I was one of you corporate slaves
who get unleashed towards the end of the year
Until new targets are set, they disappear!
Alas, I’m shackled to this miserable desk
Studying theories by Frued, Thorndike, Adler
Boy! Could my life be any sadder?
Poetry by Inspired
Written on 2026-01-01 at 13:33
Tags Regret  Slavery  Exaggeration 
