The cost of living is more than money,
the economy demands your soul
your life, your children's lives,
manual labour,
suffering.
The cost to be alive is just way to high,
so we work a little harder,
push for that promotion,
push the system to give us a little more money,
so we can keep on going.
The price of living takes too much,
takes parts of us we shouldn't give,
security is now a key with no lock,
im not really all that surprised.
Truth be told,
I'm just pissed its $50 for a packet of cigarettes.
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PuisiA collection of poems made in a dark time of my life. I made this book so that I could share my happiness and pain with others who might understand, but more importantly, this book is for those who need to be understood. Hope you all enjoy! Please...
