Retiring

Another jog through hell, but why are you pacing?
we're not out of the woods.
if this lesson fails, could i pack up and leave? i wonder if i could.
no, i cannot ignore. i cannot abort.
no, i cannot afford to lose what i am owed.
to my esteemed colleagues, who smiled when they met me and hoped that i would fail,
forget the kind words told, and the complimentaries.
all you fucks can go to hell.
i guess i've known it all, but i could not refuse to go.
i cannot ignore. i cannot abort.
no, i cannot afford to lose what i am owed.
another jog through hell, and here we are pacing.
we burnt down the fuc*** woods.
i guess their lessons failed with one target remaining.
it's back to hollywood.