Without passion everything feels like a challenge

No want to apply any due diligence

All energy invested seems like effort

Friction rubbing against the wrong cog

Unyielding against the grain

Even the nourishing rain

Feels more like an opportunity to drown

a negative spin keeps me down

Trying to find something I'm good at is tricky

I'm very selective and picky

I need the work and money is tough to find

But anything won't do I've got to like my grind

Minimum wage in my stars

Dwindling options won't get me far

Don't know what it is about hard-work I fear

I just know it's been another year