I am worn out

My sole purpose is to cater to the needs of others 

I am burnt out 

I am expected to be there for everyone and their mothers 

I desire to bail out 

I’ve been stuck in the same spot forevermore 

I am worn out

People constantly stomp on my floor 

And my lights are burnt out 

People slam their hands on my buttons 

And before I can get to know them they bail out 

My music is annoying and never ends 

I wish I had a purpose rather than elevating 

Being an elevator is incredibly aggravating


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