It was a start-up,
I never knew this would be a sign to never relax in the bath tub.
I thought my week was going well,
until I got a call which is something I better not tell.
I was starting to get worry,
suddenly the negativity rushing towards me.
What if they die ?
What if that day would be the last time we talked ?
What if I can't meet them anymore or to even say hi.
is my life totally fucked ?
So much is going through,
But then I came upon the words of wisdom that were the truth.
It sounded like what I needed the most at that time,
He said the words that would always rhyme.
I started to believe everything would be fine,
that everything wouldn't led me to an abyss,
But again I was wrong, it was actually a mine.
Full of pummel preparing to launch from a fist.
Fatigue was out of the context,
now I feel like I'm back to square one where I'm just perplexed.
I know I'm alone,
So no matter what I have to go on.
No one will be there to help when I'm down,
all I can do is to be a submissive and listen to their frown.
Though no one says it,
but I did good even if it's a little bit.
I can't do nothing,
no one see how I'm struggling.
But I do feel relieved,
When I finish even the simplest thing in my task list which seems like I let go of a grieve.
Tomorrow is the start of a another hectic week for this tiny bean.
I hope my motivation wouldn't be smashed to smithereens.
Let's have a great weekend,
and shall this fatigue end.
Yes, I'm alone,
No one would be there to understand this tiring tone.
But I'm proud,
at least I did something even though it's not too loud.
