Uphill Struggle

She rushes around because she's running late,
All the things that she wants will just have to wait,
No time to relax - there's so much to be done
and she doesn't care that she's missing the fun.

She runs herself ragged so they can unwind
and everyone lets her - why would they mind?
but she soldiers on, though she's dead on her feet,
She's trying so hard but they've got her beat!

Yet nobody notices when she is not there,
Until something's not done, then they stand and they stare
and speak of her failure, they don't even try
to see all the reasons or understand why.

It can't all run smoothly when there's so much to do,
She cannot work miracles, if only they knew
that when she goes home, in the pale moonlight,
She carries on working long into the night.

So she still struggles on and asks for no thanks,
She keeps them all happy, right up through the ranks
and she carries on working long after the rest
but at least she can say that she's done her best.