It's My Time,

once again I find myself wishing for better treatment.

I have not yet figured out why it is that I end up at the bottom while so many others end up at the top. It's as if my past friends, past and current managers, and past boyfriends have all sensed something about me. I have no fight left in me.

Where is my fight? It's been gone for a while. But I'm trying to bring it back. And I can honestly say I deserve respect. Respect that I have not been getting in a work place or life for a very, very long time.

It's my time.
And I meant what I said.

"I can't do it anymore."

But once again I have gone ignored. So I shall continue on my quest for a better job.
I have hope it will happen. Universe, don't let me down.