Whistling

The first day it felt great
Like I was walking in a dream
But by the third week
The rug was pulled from beneath my feet
Everything deteriorating

And I had said, this is the way it should go
But I was met with political discourse all the way
I didn't know anything I should say

That gets made
Walk back in the door the first day
Brings me down, I get frustrated
I believe there's better things ahead of me
I don't need to be whistling



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