F.u.c.k YOu 🫡

6 AM… Coffee burns, alarm screams… Another beautiful day… To pretend I care. I punch the clock, I fake the grin, Another meeting I don’t wanna be in, Emails flying like a hurricane, Boss man yelling like he’s gone insane. I do my best, I break my back, Still get blamed for every little crack, He throws a fit, turns red and blue, And in my head I whisper… “Oh no… here we go again…” Same old drama, same pretend, He’s losing it, I’m staying cool, Lipstick smile, middle finger mood. It’s a brand new day to say “fuck you!” Smile so sweet while I’m pushing through, You can scream, you can rage, I’m already mentally out that cage. Fuck you! With a glitter grin and attitude, Fuck you! I’m surviving and it’s kinda cute, Inside my head there’s a disco light, And I’m dancing while you lose your mind tonight. Hey! Hey! Work all day, get no praise, Hey! Hey! Still alive, still getting paid! He says “teamwork,” means “do it all,” Then acts shocked when morale falls, Talking loud like he owns our souls, Man… somebody take his controls. Printer jam? Somehow my fault. Rain outside? Somehow my fault. Coffee cold? The Wi-Fi slow? Guess who gets the blame? Oh no… Same face, same cheap suit, Same tiny power, same bad mood, He’s barking loud, I’m shining through, Thinking one thing… It’s a brand new day to say “fuck you!” Smile so sweet while I’m pushing through, You can scream, you can rage, I’m already mentally off that stage. Fuck you! With a glitter grin and attitude, Fuck you! Living life in my own damn shoes, Inside my head there’s a neon sky, And I’m laughing while you criticize. I won’t cry, I won’t break, I won’t let your anger shape my day, You got stress? That’s on you. I got music and a better point of view. F-U-C-K YOU! But politely… F-U-C-K YOU! With love, sincerely. It’s a brand new day to say “fuck you!” Still showing up like professionals do, Got my headphones, got my pride, Got a whole secret party inside. Fuck you! Yeah we smile and survive, Fuck you! But we still feel alive, And tomorrow morning guess what we’ll do? Wake up… Smile… And say “fuck you.” Clock out… Head high… Goodnight, boss.