By: Alicja Carter
Beating the clock
No time to stop
Worthiness hangs in the balance.
Doing it better
Being the best
Rising to every challenge.
Expectations set high
No supports could sustain
Get it together, be better.
A sharp razor's edge
That cutes from within
The inhabitant continues to suffer.
Overworked and underpaid
In need of some relief
Yet we take on more
To even the score
Of our"not good enough" belief.
We continue on
As we've always done
Full tilkt in all directions.
Killing ourselves
Going nowhere fast
Disconnect from our intentions.
We vent our troubles
Again and again
Wipe the tears and pull it together.
Fretting inside
With each passing day
We'll be trapped in this condition forever.
Despite all of our efforts
We take a turn for the worst
Unable to fulfill the demands.
Our extreme ways to coping
Leave us thirsty for more
As we present with empty hands.
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