Last two days at work haven’t been great, I am penning my thoughts in the form of a poem:
Nothing is going my way
I try my best, come what may
But luck always eludes me
Maybe it isn’t meant to be!
Nothing is going my way
Trying to keep stress at bay
But it’s not letting go of me
Even as I attempt to break free
Yesterday wasn’t my day
Will today at least be my day?
Nothing is going my way
How do I be happy
When I am not successful
Yes, success doesn’t define all
But I wish certain people would understand that
Certainly, is it impossible to be perfect!!
Nothing is going my way
Well, today also may not be my day
However, I will at least ensure
That there is no fear of failure
By working my hardest
When my skills are put to the test
Yes, nothing is going my way
But I’ll turn things around, come what may!!
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