I Quit

It seems silly.

It seems silly that I'd quit.

I'd quit if they made me tuck my shirt in.

There's no way in hell.

I would never allow myself.

I don't want to look disgusting.

I don't want to see my fat.

I don't want to look like a muffin.

I'm definitely not okay with that.

 

It seems so very stupid.

It seems stupid that I'd get fired.

I'd get fired if I broke that one rule.

I've never done it before,

But now we have new uniforms.

With new uniforms comes new rules.

It also means we're crackin' down.

No one gets away with anything now.

I'm totally not okay with that.

 

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry that I'm insecure.

I apologize for being uncomfortable.

I didn't mean to offend anyone.

I could have an insecurity induced mental breakdown,

Or I could just go home.

I could put in my two weeks notice.

We could forget this ever happened.

Because I'm not okay with it.

 

I'm tired anyways.

I'm tired of the nagging.

The constant complaining, too.

Who gives a damn if you hate your co-worker?

Avoid them.

Ignore them.

Something!

Just don't tell me about it.

Because I'm less than okay with it.

 

So don't tell me it's silly.

The situation is stupid.

I'm set off by one small thing.

One small thing that came after many occurrences of bigger things.

So give me a break.

Let me quit.

I'm so so sorry.

Not really.

Because I'm tired of it.

This poem is about: 
Me

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