Working...

-in-

So here I am in the midst of my vacations,
And yes it feels better when air-conditioned
Sometimes I wished I could rest at home,
But then again I hate being alone
And then I question this irony,
Where my brain seems to have stalled immediately
Because I hate to listen to these debates,
Which are existing within my head

La, la, la, la, la, la, la...
Is the song I always sing
When nobody comes and the bell doesn't ring
When I have nothing to do at work,
And hope to see some things quirk.
At least I have funny stuff to think of,
Rather than entertain these irritating lofts
Oops now... Alright the time have come again,
Sleep- That's what I need to regain.

-out-