A life of pleasure mine could be
But a tranquil life is no life for me
For complacent boredom has no cure
But passion's sweet seductive allure
In essence what is a nine to five?
A method, a way, a means to survive
Yet it chokes with no room to thrive
"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood"
If I had a choice, choose I would
For painless life is lifeless pain.