I'd like to close my eyes, go numb
but there's a cold wind coming from
the top of the highest high-rise today.
It's not a breeze 'cause it blows hard.
Yes and it wants me to discard the humanity I know,
watch the warmth blow away.
So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that ******** up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you grow old.
So do you think I should adhere to that pressing new frontier?
And leave in my wake a trail of fear?
Or should I hold my head up high
and throw a wrench in spokes by
leaving the air behind me clear?
So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that ******** up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you go.
So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that ******** up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you grow old.
Before you grow old.
Where did it go?
<span id="test24431355">. . .</span><br/><div id="post24431355" style="display:none; margin-right:75px;">but there's a cold wind coming from
the top of the highest high-rise today.
It's not a breeze 'cause it blows hard.
Yes and it wants me to discard the humanity I know,
watch the warmth blow away.
So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that ******** up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you grow old.
So do you think I should adhere to that pressing new frontier?
And leave in my wake a trail of fear?
Or should I hold my head up high
and throw a wrench in spokes by
leaving the air behind me clear?
So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that ******** up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you go.
So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that ******** up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you grow old.
Before you grow old.
Where did it go?
I'm laying here not wanting to do anything because I am useless. I am undesirable in the workplace apparently. They are oh-so in need of people to work but they can get by without me. They don't even want to call because they are too ashamed of how they acted; kept telling me how good I was and making me think I was in. And then they say they'll call me back...
and never do...
I feel like I should call them, but why should I? If they don't want me for a Friday, one of the busiest days, then they don't want me. Why should I chase around endlessly after a job they obviously don't need me for?
So often employers (or boys) promise to call and never plan to. They'll call if they want something from you of course, but if they don't want to hire you they push aside your number, act like you never applied. They are too lazy and ashamed to call and tell you how useless you are to them. They leave you in the dark until you give up, realise they hate you, move on to somewhere else. But in the meantime you could have been applying elsewhere instead of sitting by the phone for hours on end.
Do I even want the job? It scares me. It scares me so deeply because it makes me feel naive, stupid, scatterbrained, ignorant, shy and worst by far: common.
I never thought I'd call into question the potency of my personality. I never even considered the fact that perhaps I am dull. But now. Now I see them all moving about, busy, happy, each one standing out and leaving an impression, each one confident...
employed...</div>
