Failure. Misfit. Outcast.
Not good enough.
Here this whole time I thought I was a diamond in the ruff.
Taken to a career at such an early age.
But now, all I see, is the letters on the page.
Circumstances. Employment. Terminated.
I feel lost, abused, used,
And here they tell me I was overrated?
Left out on the street.
The place where I thought I was,
Turned around and said it didn’t want me.
So that’s it?
You are leaving me out in the storm?
The new faces,
The new places,
The experiences that left me feeling torn.
And now, out on my own again,
The lie finally coming to light.
The truth that was kept from me,
The secret that could cut like a knife.
Hired, evaluated, but didn’t make the cut.
Now left in a shallow rut.
That’s life they say,
That’s what they told me.
They were only looking for the cream of the crop.
You came, you tried, but we decided we’ve had enough.
What’s wrong kid?
Feeling lied to?
Feeling taken advantage of?
Well kid, you got a paycheck out of it.
Good for you.
Then comes the shame,
The walk out the door,
The sideways looks from the ones who are moving on to the sales floor.
All in a days work, they say.
It isn’t just luck that you leave while we stay.
We worked harder,
We’ve learned more through the years.
So it only fits,
That we make the hits,
While you walk out in tears.
But now I know the truth,
The cold fact,
The secret that was hidden away.
The fact is, that in this biz,
Those who aren’t fast enough just end up getting played.