Jobs are everywhere
and yet nowhere…
Why have I had to go this long
without feeling important?
I want to be trusted, not managed.
I want to collaborate, unstifled
by the perpetual eye of surveillance.
People that will allow me
to think for myself for once.
I want a job that won’t break my brain,
I had a certain job. I won’t name the company. The effort they spent in repression, control, & the stifling of any love someone may have developed for the work was so impressive that, even today, I stand in awe.
Those who rose to become managers had questionable psychologies.