Pen - pen: Disarm my Pain

FRUITS (2)

Have you ever dreamed about your favorite fruit?,
I always crave for some sensation of pineapples and Bananas,
I think it wasn't a good combination of flavors,
But who cares about your pallets,
It you that eat the fruit, who favors,

Whenever I buy fruits on the market,
I always consider my budget,
For my mother will Shout at me so loud,
When we ran out till cent,

However, being healthy sometimes takes coins in your pocket,
For the selection of goods that you want is expensive,
For the only good in this world isn't for sale at all,
From food, from people,
Who knows, Is he tall or small?,

I remember something when I was young,
But I am literaly young, I mean it,
My childhood days was fun,
Eating fruits when the summer comes,
For the country where I was born was tropical,
And those who want variety of fruits is overwhelming,

This is crazy,
This getting me hungry,
artiificial goods brings you no good,
Fresh fruits and vegetables is the real food,

The first time I tried some junkfoods was horrible,
I was literaly eating garbages that produces garbage,
For the packets of those chips is plastic,
Covered with grease and some artificial flavorings,
Disguised too holistic,

Flavors can fool you,
The colors too,
Maybe the price makes you deceived by the taste,
And keeping the budget is giving us a hard time,
This is a true representation of the real thing,
For the only thing that matters sometimes is money,
Just to be healthy.