“Last night, I dreamed that we all got fired!”
We all laughed at the absurd idea
Strenuous hours, understaffed, unsupported
We made the best of it we could

The next morning, the phone ran
The dream became a premonition
“They fuckin fired me”
“They’re calling me to fire me too!”

Heart sink
Tunnel vision
Blind rage
Fuming smoke

“We’re really dissapointed.”
“You’re not ready.”
“You’re just not meant for this.”
Lies to my face point blank

Sometimes
You’re the hero
Sometimes
You’re the scapegoat

Your best isn’t always good enough
To those who hold no merit
The next time it was better
The next, I didn’t blink