- Books, Literature, and Writing
It seems like no matter what I do I can't seem to do enough for you,
There has to be more,
There is always something else.
Always an extra mile I have to run,
Always another rung to climb,
Always something else demanding my time.
I work, I try, I really really do.
However, still it seems like I'm never through.
I do my best but I don't know that you can see,
That what would be enough for you is just too much for me.