"Poem" 33

I am thinking.
We all wake up in the morning
Most of us at a specific time
Because we have to get ready
To go to school or work and
Deal with yelling teachers
Who do not shut up when we are
Trying to do our work and
It breaks our focus and they keep
Yelling at us with
"WHY ARE YOU NOT DONE?!"
And we reply
"I CANNOT FOCUS WITH YOU."
And we get sent to somewhere mean.
Or we deal with a boss who
Makes loud noises in his office and
We get angry and you walk in and
We see him with a stapler
Stapling papers and we rage.
Rage.
Rage.
Rage.
Then we waste our time doing
Something stupid and then we
Go home and we face our
Stupid nagging wives and then
We abuse them and then
We have to explain to the cops that
She is knocked out because she
Fell down the stairs but there
Are no stairs in our apartment
So we run for it because we need
To find a box to sleep in so we can
Wake up the next morning at the
Same time as every day and
Do our thing.
But for what purpose?
Cereal?