New Girl Eaten Alive
The office shark lies silently in languid pools of loathing,
She waits; waits for her moment to mock and mark my failings.
Behind sham sincerity she hides, her mind adrift in a sea of desperate measure.
Her tone is soothing and gently lapping, drawing me closer into to her confidence,
She offers friendship, making me feel that I am not alone,
That we can ride the storm, no matter what, together.
In my naivety I cling to her; she is my rock, my lifeline,