Life
• Written by Anonymous
You know, sometimes it seems like the rich don't deserve any money
I labor in a shitty job all day long
For this tiny check, this seems so wrong
Next I will have to take my few possessions to pawn
When I wake up, I don't even have time to yawn
Right back to work, to make some more money
I can't even eat with this, you think this is funny?
It's not that I don't have the skills, I'm well educated
But I was born into a poor family, so I wasn't well initiated
With a deadbeat dad who can't even buy us food
Yelling at fucking all of us, in a bad mood
He has no reason to be upset, he makes a little money
He goes and buys some fast food for himself
Gets fatter, and repeats the process
While we sit here and starve
Get off your ass, its an easy problem to solve!
Go work as a cashier, its better than the shit you're doing
You say money will come soon, as you load another porn video
"Mom! Little Noah won't stop eating these old cheerios!"
I say fuck this, I will go work for myself
I will respect you when you put down that mouse
Get a job, and respect your fucking spouse
What's that? This is my fault?
How? Because I see through your lies?
You said life would be better bitch, still no dice
And then you wonder why there are slashes on my wrist?
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