Broken Hustle

Yeah, waking up at six to an empty inbox again.

Another rejection letter, standard template.

When does the cycle end?

Let's talk about it.

Five hundred applications floating in the dark No feedback,

just automated lines with no spark They want five years of skills

for an entry-level pay I'm staring at the screen as the screen

turns to grey My savings in the red,

my patience on the floor

How many times can I knock on a closed door?

(man, it's rough)

I'm just trying to make a living,

find a place to stand But I'm slipping through the cracks of

a heavy-handed land Yeah,

I'm qualified, I'm ready,

but the system's out of line Just another resume frozen in time.

(frozen in time)

They say 'it's who you know' so I try to make connection

But every conversation ends in silent rejection Another cover letter customized to

fit a ghost The things that make me human are the things

they fear the most (for real) I got the drive,

I got the mind,

I got the dedication But all I get is silence from a

broken corporation.

And my friends are getting promoted,

moving on along While I'm stuck inside my bedroom writing this same

song They ask me how it's going and I have to fake

a smile Saying 'any day now,

it's just gonna take a while'. (uh-huh)

I'm just trying to make a living,

find a place to stand But I'm slipping through the cracks of

a heavy-handed land Yeah,

I'm qualified, I'm ready,

but the system's out of line Just another resume frozen in time.

(frozen in time)

Tomorrow's another day, another search bar.

Keep the head up,

keep moving forward.

Even when the screen stays blank.

Yeah.