Frustrated in thee I feel
You know not how to acknowledge
The efforts I engage
The strains I endure
Effortless to your conviction
All the brain drain
All the wasted muscles
To achieve what to you is fit
The upshot still remains
Effortless to your conviction
My body is exhausted
My brain is fatigued
No matter how much I toil
You excel in your foil
Remaining effortless to your conviction
The yoke is too profound
Much toil without respite
Let me be for a while
Rejuvenation I need
An ease to keep at bay
Your effortless conviction
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