You don't have to like who you work with
You don't need to let them be friends
You just have to get through the rest of each day
And rush home the moment it ends
You don't have to wish them good morning
You don't have to smile at their traits
You just have to grin and then bare it
Until you drive out through those gates
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem