Performance is utmost important in life.
It plays a vital role in a country 's economic development and stability.
To achieve such realistic and imaginary targets, you must show the ability to absorb tensions and restlessness in the fast changing lives of common country men.
For this  you must learn yourself to read your worker's psychology and needs.
Never put yourself in an adversive circumstances in life while dealing with your subordinates and staff.

Whatever they say regarding the working atmosphere, you have no need to react, only listen their difficulties carefully.

They have right to express their problems .

Respect their attitudes
towards their lives.
You have no need to fear ,and also haven't any way to criticize them.
They are working day and night to achieve targets set by employers.

You have also need to perform in real life.
Be a performer in life like them to attain rhythm in our financial activities.
Here accountability is highly required for all of us to handle our lives.
Otherwise we are living in a topsy turvey  and merciless world.

You’ll never choose me,
I’ve liked you for years, always hoping,
Even when I heard about you with other girls,
Or making out at some party, just floating.
Deep down I knew,
I’d never be that girl,
I don’t look like them,
I don’t live in their world.

We’re just friends,
That’s all you’ll ever see,
If even that—
It’s how it’s meant to be.

If I could date anyone,
It would still be you,
And I know it’s one-sided,
But what can I do?

When I heard you were struggling,
With **** or with pain,
I wanted to know,
What’s bothering you, again?

I’ve been through hard things,
And I could be there,
To listen, to help,
But you wouldn’t care.

I’ll always be the funny friend,
The one you see on occasion,
So why, when it’s hopeless,
Am I still filled with this longing sensation?

Not that I feel any younger
But could somebody please check the numbers
It was only yesterday it seems
I was in my mid-twenties

Just when I thought I had a grip on it
Life went and pulled a stunt like this
Slapping old man Father time
Into tailspin way past his prime

As the gray grows, and arthritis take hold
Nothing going on is what I've been told
Have I fallen for vicious, lie after lie
Or a slip of the mind, time after time

Who you trying to kid, kid
Am I even ready for this
What's the ***** nilly deal
As the doctors prescribe yet another pill

I'm sure they must all be doing something
To keep this jalopy body running
That's pretty much all I have to say
Except, wait...I'm 68?!

i rise to the surface of the water,
stopping just before crossing the line between water and world,
as if to break through the threshold
is some sacred thing
and i am unworthy
of air, of life, of what floats above me,
just out of my reach.
i gasp.
water fills my lungs,
but the burn is familiar
like the ache of wanting and not wanting,
even knowing it will hurt me.
today, tomorrow, and forever,
until forever is no more.

Everybody tells to smile,
In order to live a happy life,
Full of success and lots of joy.
But what if one day I need to cry?
Should I force a smile and try to hide?
What if I think life is a worthless try?
Full of hatred and ugly lie.
Where betrayal is habit which all enjoy.
Let's take a moment to find you.
But don't try to justify.
When all sides of you don't need to hide,
Unleash a new you and let yourself fly.
Call yourself a brave one,
of whom no one can deny.

I wake up at 5:03
I want to sleep for a couple more minutes
but I don’t want my alarm to continue screaming at me
I brush my teeth, shower, and stare at my closet
contemplating what to wear today
I decided to dress like a nuisance
I go downstairs trying not to trip and fall
ditching breakfast along the way
almost missing the bus
I save my seat quickly
I put my earphones in and put my volume up to block the noises coming from the couple behind me making out
so I can only hear my music instead
when I arrive at school
a moment of realization hits me
“I forgot to take my meds” I thought

my first 5 classes are bland
and when lunch came I sat with my friends
in the lunch table we were at
to my left I see one of my friends with their ****** boyfriend
spreading their pda all over the table
to my right my other friend was talking to a few nobodies
my last friend had to go to detention because they can’t go one day without being a trouble maker
I was sitting in between
I made up a lie saying “I had to go to a school club” but in reality I just need to clear my head
I went to the library and drift to sleep on a book
but then I got awoken by the Liberian saying lunch has ended
it’s fine though
I didn’t want to eat lunch anyways

When I went to my 6th classes
the geometry teacher hands out a test
before I was really good at geometry
Trigonometry and Pythagorean felt like cartwheels in my brain
but now I just sink my head on my desk
counting down the seconds till the bell rings
when I reach to my last class which was Spanish class
it’s silent and calm
I prefer it that way
so I just memorize Spanish words till the day ends
when I’m the bus ride home
I picked up a book that I “borrowed” from my backpack
it was a poetry book and I read it till my bus stop came

when I got home
I immediately ran upstairs and went to my room
pouring out my tears on my pillow till my eyes felt puffy
then I drift to sleep
but then when night finally came
I was awoken by the sound of my mom and dad
they were arguing again
this was normal
their voices were sword fighting on who gets the last word
their argument awoken everyone else in the family
me, my grandma, my sis, and my grandpa look down from upstairs
watching two people **** each other with words of resentment

I go back to my room
locking my door and rest on my bed
staring at the ceiling
I put my earphones on
blast the volume up so the music can sing into my eardrums
then I daydream into the unknown

I love the way you’re a people pleaser,
The way your smile makes life feel easier.
I love how your siblings tease with care,
A bond so strong, beyond compare.

I love the way you hate the quiet,
Your voice the song that breaks the riot.
I love how you yell at the TV screen,
Each loss dramatic, raw, and keen.

I love your eyes, blue mixed with green,
The brightest hue I’ve ever seen.
I love your chinchilla smile so wide,
A joyful glow you never hide.

I love the secrets you keep inside,
The weight you carry, how hard you’ve tried.
I love the words your poems weave,
The thoughts that others can't conceive.

I love the way you talk with ease,
How you charm the world, how you appease.
I love the way you fill the air,
With warmth and laughter everywhere.