Time Stands Still [Sonnet]

Another pitiful day is dawning,
Now is the time to cease with the dreaming.
Rise and shine on this new Monday morning.
Dragged out of slumber, kicking and screaming.

Always the same thing day in and day out,
Non-existent to all of your colleagues.
Overworked, underpaid and bossed about.
Depressed and angry but also fatigued.

Fast mornings and nights, slow in the middle.
As soon as you arrive at the workplace,
All around you slows down just a little.
Replace the smile with a frown on your face.

Need to figure it out or find a way,
To make it through this, it's draining your will.
Force your way past this perpetual day.
Dying inside as the time stands so still!

Body is aching, your head starts to throb.
Another day in this horrible job!

*A Shakespearean (English) sonnet has three quatrains and a couplet, and rhymes abab cdcd efef gg
Usually, English and Italian Sonnets have 10 syllables per line.*