Reincarnated in Another World as a Mob

I woke with no past in my head,
No name but what the strangers said.
A sky too bright, their words unknown,
A world that felt not mine, not home.

Then men came and handed me
A rusted blade to protect thee.
With courage forced and fears less
I nod and said, "I'll try my best."

Our armor's thin, our hands still shake,
Each step a risk we have to take.
The goblins bleed, but so do we,
Just have to accept the reality.

It isn’t epic like the tales,
No soaring spells or shining scales.
Just mud on boots and aching knees,
And counting coins for scraps and cheese.

Back then I worked from nine to five,
Complained but still came home alive.
Now every dusk I check my breath,
Every job can mean my death.

We laugh too loud inside the bar,
To hide how fragile we all are.
One wrong move, you can hear the sound
No respawn when you’re in the ground.

The bread we buy is hard and small,
Divided up between us all.
We risk our lives for one more day,
Not for a fame and glory, just rent to pay.

This wasn't the isekai I thought and knew
Even slime and zombie can kill you.
I'm not a protagonist whom dragons slayed.
I'm a mob that risk my life to be paid.

If portals opened in the night,
And showed my old world’s distant light,
I would return without a fight
A better way to live than always survive.