Fine fine fine

I’m sick of it

I’m tired of living at home

I joined the army 

18 months ago with the promise of leaving

Of learning a new trade

2 hours after my oath

Medical called and said that they didn’t pass me

Discharged 2 weeks after

Not my fault

I took the oath again 2 months later

I had some backing with me

I got in for real this time

Almost ready to go

No apartment 

No more furniture

No job

Just me 

I get a call before my ship date

I got to wait for my security clearance 

Shit.

Shit. 

Shit.

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Shit.

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Fine.

I’ll continue to train

I drill and learn whatever the RSP sargeants can teach

However 

It becomes obvious after the second drill

That they know little about my chosen MOS

Fine

I’ll order some books and might learn a little

A little is what I learn since I am more hands on learn

Fine

I’ll ask my future C.O. for help and knowledge and wisdom

He ignores my emails

I ask my congressman for help to expedite the process

I get yelled by my recruiter and master sargeant 

They say trust the process

I ease off my need to go

I slip into depression 

I want to go 

I am ignored for want go so much

Fine

I am fine 

I am fine