In the cold dark room screens glowin' dim
Web3 dev's been lost in lines so grim
Code like shackles tied to his mind
Freedom's a ghost he can't seem to find
The clock ticks on another sleepless night
Burnout creeps in stealing his light
In the shadow of the monitor's glare
He wonders if he even cares
To build or not to build the question's gray
A hollow offer 4k in pay
Compared to the 15k he used to know
Is it time to stay or time to go?
He stares at his reflection in the screen
A weary soul with broken dreams
The hollow offer it taunts his plight
Is it worth the struggle this endless night?
The fire once burned with a fierce bright flame
Now it's just a whisper lost to the game
In the maze of code he's lost his sight
Dreams of escape in the dead of night
To build or not to build the question's gray
A hollow offer 4k in pay
Compared to the 15k he used to know
Is it time to stay or time to go?
In the silence of the early dawn
He wonders if he can carry on
To build or not to build he must decide
Searching for freedom on this lonely ride