Today I quit my job
I’d had it up to here
I was tired of all the stress
The crying and the tears.
I went back the next day
Just as I knew I would
Because I know I’m needed
To bring some love and good
Tomorrow I’ll quit my job
Because of this or that
Paperwork piled high
But I always somehow come back
Why do I do this silly dance
Round and Round I go
Soaring with the few highs
Crashing often in the lows
Am I madwoman
Doing the same over and over again
Or do I just stay in this work
For the totally incredible friends
Some days I lose my ability
To love, to feel, to care
As the stress piles on and on
And becomes too much to bear
I eat chocolate to ease the pain
Color when I can
Get lost in good books
So I don’t have to think about it again
I show up early
Work late most days
I do it for the idea of hope
(Definitely not the pay)!
So if I can spread kindness
Give resources here and there
Show others it’s not hopeless
Then I guess I really do care
So here’s to a broken system
We do what we can do
I’ll show up early tomorrow
Bring hope, healing, and a little love for you
Great poem, thanks for sharing 💜
Thank You!
Thank you for going back each day to offer hope and help to people in their times of need.
This is amazing! I totally understand where you are coming from with this xx