Monday, December 13, 2010

A let down, feeling cheated,
I always knew life was unfair,
I wish I could be more heated,
I need to blow off some air.

Years I gave for this one,
Like a scrap, I get dropped
Rhyme and reason, there's none
Okay! I know I didn't get chopped.

I do well, not just well, great
I pour blood and sweat into,
This hurt, won't soon abate,
A lot of pain, this will stew.

Feeling like the world's end.
Trying to shake it out,
With a reminder to contend,
A vocation, ultimately to flout.

Hoping at the end of it, some gain!
Borne throughout for years,
Toiling away to point of pain,
Shed many a load of tears.