Maladjusted Sadist

Oh the great power and pull of the rat race. We dont want it, but we need it. Or so we are told. Why must i push papers for some rich dickhead who does nothing but make me pay more for the shit i dont really need. maybe i'm just angry. maybe i'm just a little hurt. had a job. now its gone. so now i will look for another. its not a life i was enjoying. but its a life i need. why? someone tell me. cause at the moment i am cruising from pain to pain. hurt to hurt. failure to failure. who wants my life? i do. but not this one. yet i keep running the circle route. right back to where i came from.