Every morning, I go to work with a tired mind but a calm face. I work hard, yet my efforts are rarely noticed. I listen more than i speak because speaking honestly feels risky. I want growth, but responsibilities stop me from taking chances. Office politics confuse me, deadlines exhaust me, and appreciation feels rare. Sometimes i question to myself of own skills, even after giving my best. I stay because i need stability, not because I m happy. Each day, I hope tomorrow will feel lighter than today.