Restless Souls
We get up each day
To hustle, not taking no
For an answer, wanting
To build the life of our
Dreams, without any
Breaks in between.
We'd run until nosebleed
Or when our legs give out
Going on even then as
Nothing else makes sense
Disregarding all the joy
And laughter, replacing it
With more work, because
— we're restless souls.
© Madreia