Hi,
My name is A,
I used to write poems and here I am today
Navigating through life as a student
Now I'm done, I feel like a mutant
Outside looking in, through a window
Which spot to fill next, oh, how comfortable..
Oh no, don't get me wrong
I have a degree
A paper that represents, my a-b-i-l-i-t-y
Interview after interview, what more can I take
"Oh! do you have experience?"
That line makes me sick
Yes, I try to learn on my own
But what experience is that?
Now I am grown
No one is willing to hire
So when can I retire?
It's ok, it's ok, I will live
Life goes on, that's what people say
Thank you for reading, my first poem
It's been a while but hey
Oh! I have to get going!