Off to work I go again
To make another dollar and push away my future
Because when your stuck in a ditch, what do you do?
Not sit around and bug your friends and family like a vulture.
I am an independent soul traveling the hard road
Maybe pushing myself down even further this time
But thats the sacrifice I have to make either way
Just to feed, clothe and clean myself with every little dime.
And so I am left without a beautiful smile to share
But my family doesn't show sympathy to my hard work
I have to swallow my pride to get what I have to get
And they sit around, celebrating with all smiles and smirks.
Complaining? No that isn't me at all
I'm just torturing myself for what I have to go through
Because I had a choice but didn't take that rout
And now what I make of myself is what I will have to pursue.
I just want to be higher in the next couple of years
Not stuck in this dead mood for the rest of my life
This is all but an angry sacrifice one must take
But hopefully after all this is over, I will still make a good wife.
And when the day is done and I can start new and fresh
Hopefully from my record I can take all this and excise
Because I don't think I can tell my children how I got by
Even if it was just a sad, last resort sacrifice.