Tired Of Being Poor

I’m sick and tired of not having enough money.

It’s almost kinda funny working all those days and still living like a fucking social case.

Not enough for decent living, 9 to 5 slavery for this shitty feelin’.

Flying commercial, waiting forever. Am I going to get rich like ever?

Being treated like a piece of trash, because I don’t have enough cash in the bank.

Being a woman needing a husband to afford an apartment, a car, a mortgage, respect. That’s not true but that’s what they think.

I’m not successful enough, I’m not ambitious enough, not taking risks enough, not being slim enough, not behaving good enough. Enough!

Get the fuck out of my face the middle class poor mentality, thinking about money all day long. Can’t sleep, can’t eat, can’t think, money on my mind. All day all night.

Being in the cage, locked up, can’t move. Can scream and shout, it won’t change a thing. Too tired of being too strong. Waking up at 5 am every day, work hard, play hard. What’s it for?

It is never enough, I still feel like a piece of trash in the eyes of society. No respect if I don’t ride in limo, fly my ass in private jets.

But turn to ashes in the end so what’s the point of not living on the edge?