Not my kind of world

If only I could smile when I didnt want to and laugh at jokes I didnt find funny. If only I could ask questions, the answers to which I didnt really care about. If only I could crib and not do anything about the thing I cribbed about. If only I could bend over and let someone shove me, under the guise of patting my back. If only I could lose sleep over and make people lose sleep over, things that did not make an iota of a difference to the world or me. If only I could do something without trying to do it in a different way than it was already being done. If only I could take 8 hours for doing something worth 2. If only I could make useless sounds in forced gatherings. If only I could be stupid enough to not see that people could figure out if my intentions betrayed my actions. If only I could revel in this collective stupidity.

If only I could, I would have been a star in the corporate, because like they say (to everyone), I am one of the smartest they have.

Unfortunately, I am real.