11-11.30am, every other Thursday was when i signed on
and every time i did i felt i done wrong
"Are you looking for work?" they would say
"yeah!" i'd nod, now give me my pay
there was only so much rejection a man could take
the pressure and stress i thought i would break
being out of work is a catch 22
i had the qualifications but no experience! What could i do
i saw the same problem on the faces In the que
they were all there, old, young, graduates all sorts
it was like a purgatory of miserable thoughts
it is hard to get out of the out of work game
i had resigned myself to unemployed shame
i used to spend what time and money i had
on drink and gambling and the odd job with dad
but come on! what did you expect
i couldn't get job i couldn't get respect
it wasn't my fault that every letter back, ended with, 'regret!'