Eerie silence fills the air
the day has come for change
My choice, my change
The last day day has come
My comfort blanket of a job has stopped
whipped away, my choice
This is the end of an era
Jobs last day has come
There is an ache inside for what I know
a sadness for leaving it behind
apprehension for what comes next
I know that this will pass
I cant expect different if things stay the same
There is always a choice, which I grab
Today is the end of my comfortable job
On Monday a new chapter starts.