Friday, July 22, 2011

Poverty in a Four Bedroom Home

Inn 'n Out  never had.
Tacos with ketchup more like it.
Poverty in a 4 bedroom house.
Five cars parked in the driveway,
But nothing in the salad.
Apple for lunch,
How I hated PB sandwiches.
Never had a dress that
Mom didn't make me.
Felt like a burden for being alive.
Feelings of ,
"Never gonna live up to,
Never gonna be me."
"It's so hard for me.", people would say.
As soon as I get a child , never gonna be me.

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