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Jerk

You sit in that chair.
You act like you care.
But you don't care.
And I'll now never share.
You reduced me to tears.
Made me feel shame.
I wonder here, who is really to blame?
You don't know what's going on.
And now I'll never tell you.
What good would it do?
You care more about others
instead of your staff.
That,I think, is a disturbing fact.
So stop this "concerned boss" crap
and making me feel small.
When you don't have a goddamn clue
or know me at all.
Written by BluesGal73
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