I was young, my whole
Life stretched ahead of me.
Vast as the ocean.
I am a water sign after all
I could roll where
The tide saw fit to take me.
I loved life. Not my job though.
I thought I could keep
All the balls in the air.
Sick rumours, flip flops.
I was disrespectful
Considering I counted
On you to give me
Overtime and pay my wages.
Just scribble. I was new.
Who-evers number, that was
I scrunched it up,
It landed in the bin.
Getting fired never scared me.
If it did, I would be,
In Davy Jones Locker.