The list is building, always here,
The list will whisper in your ear
“Come on, complete me, prove your worth”
The list has more demands to birth
It’s fickle, sneaky and ever growing
It doesn’t stop, it keeps on going
The list will wake you in the night,
Remind you of its depth and height
The list will tell you not to rest
That doing it all is doing your best
The list will say success is ‘ticks’
Continuous problems that must be fixed
It doesn’t pause if you slow down
The list will always be around
The list will say “it needs to be you,
Don’t ask for help, they’re busy too.”
Hold on a minute, you constant demander,
You’re not the boss here, the chief commander
You’re helpful, I think, for setting some goals
But don’t blow your trumpet, you’re not in control.
You try to convince me that you must be completed,
If a job’s not done then I’ve surely been defeated
But I won’t let you accuse me or make me feel diminished
Because my worth isn’t earned by getting you finished.
Ange Disbury 2021
Ange Disbury 2021
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