Walk Out
By Kenneth R. Cabrieto
          I spent how much on a peice of paper
          So one year later
          I can glue boxes shut?

          Walk out.

          Wake up at four in the AM
          Work 'til five in the PM
          OT's nice but maybe not worth it.

          Walk out.

          The four hours of sleep I get just ain't cutting it.
          The caffeine pills I dropped are only makin' me sick.
          A danger to myself and others.

          Walk out.

          My arms are all cut up
          I look like a slicer
          And my hands - they used to look nicer.

          Walk out.

          My job is a job for two (maybe three)
          But the super wants me working solo
          Strugglin' to keep up but I can't in the end.

          Walk out.

          Feeling inadequate as the boxes pile up
          Can't stand the people who talk down
          Unable to ignore whats goin' on in -

          Walk out.

          June 30th, 2004