
Should I keep working under such stressful conditions?
I cannot help but wonder and dream about different positions.
A job is a job, right?
Working day in and day out, with all my might!
Sneaking in early and leaving late.
Will this always be my fate?
I just want to be great at what I do and to be efficient.
Energy and mental strength... I always feel deficient.
Haven't seen my family days.
Walking in the door, head in a haze.
Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for the job.
It's just next to impossible right now and all I want to do is sob.
I just keep telling myself... things are going to get better,
because right now this job feels like a heavy chain or fetter.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Love how it ends with a glimmer of hope—even when things feel heavy, the grind isn’t forever. You're really channeling the struggle here!