i gotta get up in the morning
i gotta shower
i gotta shave
i gotta pretend
gotta pretend, to be brave
i shoulda been in bed
easily more than four hours ago
but here i am with
YOU!
spraffin like we’re on the blow
i gotta make a coffee
i gotta make my lunch
i gotta put my fuckin pants on
that’s more than just a hunch
i gotta get my jacket
i gotta get my vest
something something something
i hope this aint on the test
the OCD creeps up on me
what the fuck have i forgot
i’ve made a vegemite sanga
that will hit a “later” spot
found my hat my headphones my wallet and my keys
what the fuck have i forgotten
oh someone help me please
i’ve had a shit
a quick coffee hit
the dogs have been out
it’s time to fuckin split!
About the Creator
Bren
"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa
"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend
Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler
I'm writing it out not acting in doubt!
Reader insights
Outstanding
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Top insight
Heartfelt and relatable
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Comments (3)
This poem captures the universal frustration with work in such a raw, humorous way! I found myself nodding along to the rhythm of your words – it perfectly mirrors the grind we all feel at times. Your use of shorthand and playful language really adds to the poem's personality, giving it a relatable, almost rebellious tone. It reminds me of those moments when we just want to scream into the void but find a way to laugh about it instead.
Lol, but not. It is the shit fest of the grind. I am always the one in my family looking for everyone else's stuff, so for years now I do a run down when people leave the house, do you have blah blah blah?
forgot my bloody phone didn't i!