Day Job

You fuel my dreams
while slowly killing them
at the same time
I want to leave
but you're a stubborn thorn
a vital piece of what I need
and everything that I don't want
Constantly distracting me
from my reality
just day to day
I clock in vain
watching my spirit drift away
The day I leave
I'll cry with joy
Burn my ID
and embrace the uncertainty of my future
I can't wait to be free