Do what you love to do
That’s what they say
Don’t they?
Be passionate about your work
That’s what we preach
Don’t we?
In order not to waste time
I have to attempt to chase my dreams while I am alive
I know this
Don’t I?
So why
Oh why
Do so many of us
Settle?
Why
Oh why
Do we get stuck in jobs
That we don’t really care about
Why do we keep relationships that poison us?
Why
Oh why
Do some people
Hardly try?
At anything?
At any meaning?
While time passes by…
Why do we know what to do
But
Don’t do it?
What is it that is pulling us away?
The system
They’ll say
Well,
Touche
But some find a way
Don’t they?
A few do
While the rest of us
Take the bus
To a place we hate
To pay the bills
And it feels
Like there is no escape
And the kicker is
The ones who love what they do
And get praise for it
They don’t seem content
They don’t seem to like it
They still complain about their lives
So what's the point
Of making it?
I had a point for this one
Oh yeah
We are supposed to embody the philosophies we believe
But apparently
It isn't as easy as it seems.
-C.H.