Frustration’s Sting

I find it frustrating, this endless game,
The rules keep changing, it’s never the same,
I strive for success, but meet with resistance,
Each step forward met with persistence.

The path ahead is shrouded in mist,
Uncertainty looms like a clenched fist,
The journey is long, the road is rough,
I push ahead, but it’s tough, tough, tough.

I try to keep my chin up high,
To not let frustration make me cry,
For though the road is hard to tread,
I’ll keep moving forward, no matter what’s ahead.

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