No fame.
No recognition.
But work.
Work.
Work.
Work for nothing
But experience.
Spend your time.
Spend your days.
It's a necessary
Waste of time.
Does that make it
Worth anything?
If in everything you learn,
Then it has worth.
It has meaning.
It's not a waste.
Work not for fame.
Not for money.
Button learn
And for passion.
Work for growth.
It is tiring.
In some ways painful.
It will feel worthless.
But if there is reason–
Good reason–
Then work.
And work well.
If you cannot say:
"This work is worth something
And not just for today."
Then stop.
Stop.
Stop.
If you cannot see it,
Cannot see it's worth,
Take a break
Put some distance
And evaluate.
Realize.
Is it me?
The work?
Or the way I do it?
No fame.
No recognition.
But work.
Work for you.
Work for good.
~A
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31 days in MAY
PoetryA collaborative poetry compilation, throughout the whole of May.
