My short poem "Tension"

Sir gave me work,
There is no one to do it.
I am tormented by thoughts,
No sleep in the eyes.
I am working on the words of sir.
Hoping to gain interest.
Interest comes with so much trouble,
I didn't know before.
If you know before, never cheat,
I didn't give it during work.
Now I understand how hard it is to gain interest,
Sir, there is nothing to do.
I accepted everything with my face.
I took everything on my shoulders.
Understand that there is no way.
What do I do now brother?
Better to show the way.
Otherwise, the tension remains in the head!