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9 TO 5
9 to 5
I don't feel alive.
9 to 5.
I feel all alone.
I can't wait to go home.
I hate true, being away from you.
Hate how little is my pay.
Not great.
Hard see, for me true to be away from you. Day after day.
Holidays, you and I can play.
Vaca too, true.
I wish weekends would never end.
Together and alone in our home.
Dinners are winners.
We look at a book.
We see, watch TV; you and me.
We sit in our chairs; we really care.
We sit in our chairs; we really care.
Nice flow, with well-timed alterations
Nice flow, with, what to me, are well-timed alterations. Your expressed emotions here are very relatable. I think many have felt this way at some point in their life (this person included), and quite a few - I imagine - at this very hour.
There's both a shame and a beauty to it, isn't there? The beauty of having such strong emotions for connection, for sure.