Exhaustion is the last thing on her mind
Headaches and hailstorms swirling there require her full attention
Reprimand from a higher up is not easily forgotten
But anger will push her forward one step at a time

Frustration continues to build in all corners
Yet she does nothing about it every day
There are not enough hours from sunset to sunset
To get things done and be as lazy as she wants to be

Anticipation is always there
Wondering where all these decisions will take her
If only she could understand why she constantly gives in
Maybe things would improve