When you can't do it all,
you're under distress,
Your plate's full,
some things fall,
give it your best guess.
If you could pick just one thing,
what would it be?
If you could say no,
and say it easily,
how far could you go,
how greatly you'd feel free?
It not a paradox,
the more we work,
staring at clocks,
stressing the fork,
staring the choice in the eye -
Do I do it all, or do I do my best?