Nice [poem]

I’m nice.

I’m nice when nobody listens.

I’m tired of being nice when nobody listens.

I’m tired of being nice when nobody listens or asks my advice.

I’m tired of being a nice person when nobody listens or asks my advice before making changes.

I’m tired of being a nice person who enjoys wasting her time on projects when nobody listens or asks my advice before making changes.

I’m tired of being a nice person who enjoys wasting her time working on projects when nobody listens to me or asks my advice before making drastic changes to my work.

I’m tired of pretending to be a nice person who enjoys wasting her time working on projects when nobody listens to me or asks my advice before making drastic changes to my work.

I’m tired of pretending to be a nice person who enjoys wasting her time working on projects when nobody listens to me.

I’m tired of pretending to be a nice person who enjoys working on projects.

I’m tired of pretending to be a nice person who enjoys working.

I’m tired of pretending to be a nice person.

I’m tired of being a nice person.

I’m tired of being a person.

I’m tired of being.

I’m tired.

[Consider this a therian’s poem on being frustrated with work, lack of communication, and wasted time.]