Call Center Life Poem by Dustin Smith

Why can I not just speak my mind?
Why must I bite my tongue?
Can I just yell?
Can I tell this customer to go to hell?

The more you talk, the more you sound dumb.
You make me want to quit my job and be a bum!
All my notes are copied and pasted,
Arguing with you makes me want to get wasted!

By the sound of your voice, I thought you were cute.
Now you're lucky I have you on mute!
I'm done with you, I'm done with this call.
You make me want to go to a cliff and "fall"!

To you, I sound like I care,
But you make me want to pull out my hair!
There's plenty of harsh things I wish I could say,
But I hope you have a great rest of your day!