It barely pays the bills, doesn't pay for my dreams,
I'm a cog in the wheel, the 'I' lost in the teams.
I'm a means to an end, the job by itself supreme,
To support my family, I'm drawn in this scheme.
The relationships crumble, as I get things done,
Colleagues are a plenty, friends there are none.
Work brings out the dark side, makes you scream,
It eats you from within, as you let out some steam.
The work is same as ever, monotonous and dull,
No challenges to overcome, no storm after the lull.
You remain stagnated for years, others zoom ahead,
Not growing on a daily basis, you are as good as dead.
I've been robbed of everything, I'm down but not out,
As long as I find meaning, I'll rise up after every bout.
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