It's hard,
Tiring;
People don't see it,
Understand it
The puffy eyes,
Your desire
To make everything alright
Your energy
Drained
Day after day after day
They don't understand
The toll,
The sweat,
Sometimes the pain,
The sleepless nights
I wish I were like the
insensitive ones,
Untethered by right and wrong,
Unimpeded by care
By anything…
Welcome to my Job!
By: Nada Adel Sobhi
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| Photo credit: Unknown. Image found online |
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