Stepping out, dressed to the nines
Wondering if I’ll conquer this time
After failing so many times before
Can I survive failure, even once more?
Resume in hand, smile on my face
Please tell me, am I in the right place?
Don’t say I’m overqualified for the job
I work hard; am not a slob
I’ll do whatever needs to be done
Please pick me as the ONE
I can’t go back home failed
Our future already derailed
The present is on shaky ground
Please help me turn it around
I'm afraid to say sir/ma'am It is out of my hands I am so sorry I have to say The job was given away Thank you so much for your time Too bad you were so late in line There are so many with your pleas We can't hire everyone, don't you see? Your suit is nice; your resume grand I hope you can understand
Is it my fault, or is it yours?
Does it matter when I enter through the doors?
Stepping in, dressed for success
Wondering how I’m in this mess
Still failing, as before
Is it the suit I wore?
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