THE JOBSEEKER

When you bought me
I was fat
With nutritious rubber
But now,I am slim
I am your shoe sole

I was healthy full of calcium
But friction claimed it
I now squeak,scream
Everytime you walk
I am your bones

The sun wrinkled me
My smoothness been stolen
The moisture dried up
Your careless attitude is killing me
I am your skin

How red I am
My pure color has been eroded
By the dust I daily absorb
As you hustle up and down
I am your eyes

Keep on pushing
Ignore their petty complaints
Don't they know,you
Do all this for them?
Mr.jobseeker,stick by me
I am your will