
Work often seems like a noose
If given a chance I would choose
To take more time off, other interests explore
Or so I tell myself- I would be more
Well-rounded, less stressed and happier of course
If only I did not have to force
Myself to get out of bed and go to work everyday
I would be a more centered person in every way
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Yet nothing matches the hedonic high that I get
From a productive work day where I exceed the targets set
All my laments about work being unrewarding appear
Embarrassing now, it is quite clear
That I am still driven to give my best
To work- in the shadows are my other interests
