There's just too much to compute
The wires keep getting crossed
I got too much to compute
I got a short-circuit in the main system
Thought I knew what I was doin'
Well, I guess I was wrong
I'm not getting anywhere
Shoulda known that all along
Try doin' five things at once
See how well you do
Multiply that by five
Then you can relate to me too
Tried to do much more
Than I knew I could
Tried to keep up with
What I thought I should
Author's Notes/Comments:
another old poem that still makes sense to me...I have always been a hard worker and done whatever job I did 200 percent and then some and was never compensated fairly or acknowledged...always taken for granted...except for one ideal job in Public Relations where I felt embarassed to be acknowledged so much for all the hard work I did in so many areas but it was very creative and the people were all very positive and I was satisfied with my pay and wished it could be my full time forever job cuz I really fit in there doing so many creative things...I need and thrive and strive for creativity...and appreciation...
Good poem, I can relate.