Route of Passion

To follow one's passion is rare these days,
And rarer is to find something on which one works and plays,

The competition is so stiff, its the survival of the fittest,
I am not too tough, my mental strength is not at my behest,

Tied in the monetary ties,
Its often late that we realise,

Money can give us happiness of the worldly desires,
But true joy of mental pleasures, one still requires,

I urge the breathers, to find what one loves,
then only one can love what one does,

But again who am I to talk so self actualized,
I am just another human, some things I haven't yet derived,

My mind is full of thoughts,
And sometimes the route of passion it blocks.