What must it be like,
Life without the daily grind?
To have security
Without the responsibility
To have shelter and comfort
Free of the shackles of the timecard?
Regardless, there's always someone's cock to suck to harvest from the society's teat
People are exhausting: shuffling and bumping into one another
Have you encountered the ones who walk as though they are magnets, drawn to walk as close to you as possible?
Some days I feel like I'm going to snap in a bout of violence. Is this who I want to be? An angry person, a malcontent?