Lost Dreams

A jobless girl's pain is one of sorrow and woe,

Feeling lost and alone, with nowhere to go.

Her dreams and aspirations, they all fade away,

As she struggles to find work day after day.

She wakes up early each morning with a heavy heart,

Wondering when her life will finally restart.

She combs through the classifieds and job postings,

Hoping that something, anything, will be worth pursuing.

She feels like she's running in circles, stuck in a rut,

Desperately searching for a way out, but finding none.

The bills pile up, and the pressure mounts,

As she worries about how to make ends meet and account.

The frustration and sadness she feels are all too real,

As she wonders what her life is supposed to reveal.

She tries to stay positive, but it's hard to find hope,

When every door she knocks on seems to remain closed.

But despite the setbacks, she doesn't give up,

She remains steadfast and determined to keep moving up.

She knows that things won't always be this way,

And she's hopeful that a job will come her way.

She keeps pushing forward, one step at a time,

Knowing that success is not measured by a single climb.

She believes that one day, she'll find her place,

And her struggles will be replaced with joy and grace.

So if you see a jobless girl on the street,

Give her a smile, a word of encouragement to greet.

For behind her struggle lies a heart full of hope,

And it's that hope that will help her learn to cope.

Her pain may be great, but so is her strength,

And with a little bit of help, she'll go to great lengths.

To overcome the odds and reach her potential,

And turn her pain into a story of success exceptional.