The Uncertain Of Cooperative Workflow Poem by Andrew Thiago

Today i had to sit, like everyone did.
The clock told me it was nine am,
And here i'm, against almost ten.

I just flipped my white head cover,
so it wouldn't let go out the words
I had in mind while in cover.
I just watched the scene in my head go over and over.
I heard things i thought was already over.

But here comes another:
'I need someone faster to make the workflow smoother.'
While in tears,
They didn't even mention any resignation,
'bout this sentence that cleared me his real intentions.

'Blame', is just a single word,
like me;
watching all that stuff,
in my own real, lonely and introspective world.
All i did right, felt like just fell behind.
All this long eight months could be resumed in:
'nevermind'.

But the good defence,
came from whom i had less expectance.
Thanks to that,
my moral wasn't lowered to zero,
while the long journey of the work advanced.