Life is a grind, or so they all say,
A grand game we play, day after day.
Leveling up, and then level again,
It feels like it’s never quite reaching the end!
You wake up each morning, you stretch and you yawn,
Then off to the races, you’re already drawn.
Tasks on your plate, just stacking up high,
Like climbing a mountain, or touching the sky.
With every new goal, there’s more to achieve,
Another big hurdle right up your sleeve.
“You’re doing so well!” the voices all cheer,
But deep down you wonder, “How did I get here?”
Level up! Level up! That’s what they all shout,
But sometimes you wonder what it’s all about.
The higher you climb, the more there’s to do,
And the faster the race, the less time for you.
The grind can feel endless, like a long, winding stair,
And you ask yourself, “Why am I even up there?”
But the game keeps on going, it never will stop,
It’s climb after climb, from the bottom to top.
It sounds a bit tiring, that much is true,
When it’s all about winning, and racing right through.
But sometimes, dear friend, you must take a pause,
For life isn’t just grinding, it’s more than applause.
So rest when you can, let yourself breathe,
Look out at the journey, what’s underneath?
For leveling up isn’t all that we need,
It’s about how you live, the joy you can feed!
So yes, it’s a game, but play it your way,
Don’t just keep grinding, try dancing each day!
For life’s not just levels stacked high in the air
It’s the fun that you find, the love that you share.