Working for Money, Faster than a Treadmill can run

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There's a song by the same name
by a band I really like.

"Hey, lay low, you know
that somebody has to care,
you see, that we,
all feel the same way you do."
Sing the slayers of I Fight Dragons

So far working, is working.
My money is my money even if I'm still in training.
It doesn't even matter,
Money is matter, matter is material, I'm not material.
But this job is.

There's a song by the same name
by a band I really really love.

"Money, money makes the world go round
and round, around and around and round."
Sing the heroes of I Fight Dragons.

But I can't sell myself at cost.
Even if it conquers faith and love.
I could make myself the boss and buy
the bar another round.
But I'm under age.
So I'll keep working and lay low, because I have to care
about money for now.

We don't have to do this.
We don't have to be so corporately washed over.
But I guess that's how we evolved.
We don't have to do this.
We don't have to.
But I guess we have to.

Everyone needs something and money is how you buy it.
Everyone needs something and working is how you buy it.
Everyone needs something.
But sitting around gets us nowhere,
But sitting around is what we do 9 hours a day in my case.
But in my case I guess it's normal.

And just like they sing,
you can cry to me,
because honestly I don't believe
that you believe the lies they try to feed to me.
I'm not saying I'm not happy and that happy isn't free.
But I'm saying I'm doing this so I can feel happy,
Because happy is pills I have to buy and pills I have to take.

So I'll keep working,
and keep my head forward without needing a college degree.
I'll admit green is where it's at when it comes to achieving better things
out of my own will and volition.
9.20/hr isn't really bad.
And I like the people here.
Maybe they like me too.

I'm working to provide for others cause hell I don't need anything.
I need love and the ability to shoot myself up with hormones.
And I guess that's fine with me.

"But you need to be able to survive on your own!"
yeah but according to you society is my Sheppard,
So hell.
I can survive if I help people I know survive.
Cause then I won't feel dead.
And right now I don't feel dead.

And as they sung,
"Time to pick that somewhere you wanna go,
get their quick or drown in the undertow."

I have my wheel.
I'm getting to racing.
The train is leaving with me on it.
I am faster than that treadmill.

And soon because working for money gets me places,
I'll be faster than any treadmill.

Their music is the reason I continued to live that day,
way back in 2009.
That song,
The Faster The Treadmill,
is the reason I'm working, even if it's not for money.

Time to pick that somewhere you wanna go.

And I'll be there too.

A lot of artists save me, but they were the first push.

Thank you, to the guys in Illinois who rock and play chiptune, but also fight dragons.

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