The Hustle You Wear

You wear it like a coat you cannot take off.
Busy is your answer when someone asks how you are.
You eat at the desk. You answer after dinner.
You called it ambition and forgot what rest was for.

You said you’d stop when the project was done.
The project was done. Another began.
You told yourself you were building something.
You were being spent, and calling it earning.

The hustle you wear is not a coat — it is a cage.
Busy is not a life. It is a way of missing one.