Less Responsibility (Poem)

I'm made up of shiny things
But I'm already all I ever have to be.
I don't need all this glitter,
or to work until I get splinters.
Diamonds don't make me happy,
and pearls don't make me glow.
all of this, all it does
is make me feel like a gypsy.
I work within a corporation,
and have for my whole life...
Except for that first job I had
in a mom-and-pop coffee shop.
I'd take my sketchbook to work.
my partner, an old wooden stool,
and I wore blue jeans and sweatshirts.
No glitter or glamour,
no pinstripes or blazers.
Just paintings and coffee,
and folks who paid real money.
No cards made of plastic
or people who were frantic.
Just me, a steam wand,
and espresso machines.