My heart is big
Some people expect me to stetch
Only I can't go beyond 15 hours
It will leave me without much sleep
Sometimes I neglect my needs to make others happy
This is a hard thing to do without being judged
Nobody seems to understand others
Only they get the concept of rushing
Time running and day quickly becoming dark
Some people judge harshly without finding excuses for the hustlers
Those who grind to make smiles
Those who hustle to make bread
Those who drop their act to balance your cortisol
These are underated