![]() the dirt under my nailsA Poem by she makes me weirddid you notice the fingernails filled with dirt or the overworked body soaked with hurt
you told me you once walked in my shoes
but it seems now you haven’t the slightest clue
trying to console me after a 14 hour day
it mostly irritates me to hear you say
“you’re tired, i understand”
as you walk out with a $300,000 check in your hand
with a smirk on your face you say “i wish this was mine”
who’s money is it?
it goes into an account linked to yours
when it rains, it really pours
i’m struggling just to get by
i feel like all i can do is cry
i’m just trying to keep my head above the waves
screaming “help me” – i need to be saved
you spend by the benjamins
never looking twice
while i’m counting my pennies
living off ramens and rice
but i won’t give up
i refuse to quit
i just need a quick breather
give me a minute to sit
but it’s all good
i’m going to make it, you see
i’m going to live a life of luxury
and it’s all because of me
i’m gathering up my thoughts
and wiping my pride off of the floor
my wings are getting huge
watch out, i’m about to soar
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Added on April 22, 2008Author![]() she makes me weirdthe big one, TXAboutI am simply me. I love life for the good and the bad. I write what I feel. So many aspects of life to be unturned and yet a little box to write about me... more..Writing
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