United States of Customer Service

Here in the United States of Customer Service
It’s nothing to feel suicidal and worthless
But I keep working ‘cause Lord knows I need the money
I know those debt collectors are coming for me
Not that I have anything worth anything
Lately I’ve been questioning my faith in everything
I was born one of the greatest poets of my time
But to what avail, people don’t read let alone rhyme
So now all I have is the hope of living paycheck to paycheck
I swear one of these days I’m gonna look at my life and take a rain check