The Lonely Work Placement Poem by Victoria Ritchie

So I'm here, just another Friday
Alone in the kitchen, wishing time away
Why am I here, again I want to shout
I should of stayed at home, and never came out
Just five hours to go, I count on the clock
Watching the hand move, tick tock tick tock
It seems to be slower, than I imagined before
Would it go faster, if I smashed it on the floor
Still only four hours, fifty six minutes to go
Wonder if I could be ill, and maybe go home
Calling for desperate measures, its like watching paint dry
Hoping that something, would eat me alive
Bored out of my head, i've tried counting sheep
Cos and pigs, but they all send me to sleep
Why can't I just get fired, damn me being good
I should of acted like, I was from the hood
All chavy and from grays, maybe I should
Pretend I'm a chav, I would if I could
But I guess i'll just sit here, hoping it will go
DAmn this lonely placement, I WILL GO HOME!