When you put efforts across different work,
And don’t have complete control on the consequence;
Does it frustrate you to be so helpless,
While others ask you to work and not be a nuisance.
How do you tell them that you are trying,
You follow a schedule doing different things;
All of them are productive in a sense,
It includes work of many, including them.
If only, there was a way to measure,
Stuck onto us, showing the effort for the day;
Will people then put such baseless arguments,
And keep the spoken insults at bay?
This world is of relationships and contracts,
Once signed, you can’t imagine getting out;
Showing itself, it’s a mark on you forever,
Even though the efforts, slowly, dry your mouth.