One day I was happy,
living so peacefully.
That day I was bored,
so I painted flowers with thee.

The next day rain came falling,
the things they made us do.
The life I once had cheerful,
has now become so blue.

One task after the other,
with very ample time.
One bite of lunch and dinner,
to my system is a crime.

I thought that time was golden,
it's never to be wasted.
Since when did this thing happen,
when ranks are gold instead.

Before I wished for ponies,
but now I'd yearn for naps.
The times I took for granted,
has led me to these traps.

Here am I just ranting,
while a heap of work awaits.
The world have been so cruel,
and I have fallen for its lustrous bait.