I have so much work to do
And yet I sit here
At my desk
With my email opened
with new emails pouring in
with my to-do list growing
with clients getting impatient
with managers getting frustrated
and I sit here
and I write poems
that only a handful of people will read
and still...
I get more satisfaction
from a trending poem
than I ever had
from doing well at work
perhaps I am in the wrong profession...
but I'm not an excellent writer
my poems will most likely
never be published
I will undoubtedly
write a book
and never have it published
I can't leave this job
with what little money I have
To pursue a dream that
might not come true
Not in this economy...
It's sad, really
how hard it is to follow your dreams
But I will still try
I will sit at my desk and write
and hope I don't get fired
so maybe one day
I can quit
and pursue what makes me happy
and satisfied
creativity and tea
Wish me luck