Have No Time for Love

I was sick of it 
now I’m done with it 
tired of the rush, rush, rush 
I’ve given enough 
to people who are lazy fucks 
outrageous expectations 
working 7 days a week 
they act like I’m a machine 
one that doesn’t get weak 
and tired, frustrated, angry 
asking me what’s wrong 
the fuck? 
are you my therapist now? 
just leave me the fuck alone 
then maybe I’ll get something done 

I have no time for love 

I just want to be home
with my wife and pets
hugging them tightly
but I need a paycheck
I didn’t mind the job at first
but God damn, hire another person
the money’s good
until I lose my mind
money means nothing
if I end up in a hospital
over dramatic? maybe
I’m just sick of the same faces
everyone’s cool
they’re just not the ones I want to see
why do I feel no one understands?
or fucking cares

I have no time for love

I want to work on my hobbies
write some half way decent poetry
do some fucking reading
truth is I’m always sore
and fucking exhausted
can’t keep track of a conversation
neglecting my wife
and being short tempered
so what are the answers?
there is none
it’s almost Christmas
and I’m here wishing I was dead
I wasn’t all that stable before
wish I could go to work
build a wall around my workstation
yet I have this dickhead boss
wants to act like my bff
while making snide remarks
“is that the best you can do?”
yeah bitch, which is better than you

I have no time for love