Story of my month (18)
Heading into traffic for my early meetings
Fighting off the asshole in the trailing grey car
To get the pressure off, avoid traffic afar
And steer in open air, with a finger greetings
Slowly easing rhythm as I get in bubble
Where the thoughts go to dream about the day's makeup
Hoping to avoid fail and the cut from shakeup
Survival of fittest, and I get no trouble
Looking at the moment, pondering of future
Would it be good or bad to force myself to change
Diversify in work to show intellect range
I won't know till later, will wounds hurt past suture
With my husband support, good with the decision
I can't control my fate with company's vision