The grinding
Can be blinding
To desire the recognition
Consumed by ambition
What should I sacrifice
How power can entice
Choices weighed methodically
So I choose meticulously
This rat race I chose
Something to do I suppose
So superficial
Not so special
Have to pay the bills
Demonstrate and sharpen my skills
Fatigue sets in everyday
Weariness grows the longer I stay
I have goals And dreams
As I get better the further it seems
Am I able to disengage from here
What binds me now is it fear
Yet I'm afraid of nothing at all
Always the foundation standing tall
I feel I'm missing a piece to my soul
How this monotony takes its toll
It's 6 am again time to wake up
Its so tedious yeah time to wake up