Running On empty

I’m running thin
My ends are fraying and burning
Yet I’m expected to hold on
And not catch to a blaze
And become a burnt out shell
Wtf happened to hero’s wear scrubs.
Because I don’t feel like a super hero
I feel like Oscar in a garbage pail.
Over worked.
Under paid
Smelly like the rubbish
that’s rotting all around me
And grumpy as hell
Snipping and snapping
Patience runs through my fingers
Like the drinking water
I don’t get to swallow.