When did I become disposable income?
I was so poor,
I know I must of seemed like a steal.
My bones are made of dehydrated milk and skin of a mothers welfare.
Support came with regrets, you know.
But how you managed to squeeze a penny from a SNAP of my belly-
You must be good with money
How you,
Leave pockets empty with no change
not even a wallet with a memory to care
Eat your heart out through an *** Jeff Bezos.
Silver spoon deeply exempted and certainly a love affair.
Don't choke on *** of cold hard ****
It's free of charge,
I can't even save a seat for my fathers cooking;
(also dehydrated and distant in taste and substance)
let alone read a book written on saving money for someone special.
I had a bid in those texts you invested in
I hope you are rich and get all the love
Certainly someone must.
Cause I feel I am getting hungry
And you are getting,
delicious.
Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 11:27 AM UTC
When did I become disposable income?
I was so poor,
I know I must of seemed like a steal.
My bones are made of dehydrated milk and skin of a mothers welfare.
Support came with regrets, you know.
But how you managed to squeeze a penny from a SNAP of my belly-
You must be good with money
How you,
Leave pockets empty with no change
not even a wallet with a memory to care
Eat your heart out through an *** Jeff Bezos.
Silver spoon deeply exempted and certainly a love affair.
Don't choke on *** of cold hard ****
It's free of charge,
I can't even save a seat for my fathers cooking;
(also dehydrated and distant in taste and substance)
let alone read a book written on saving money for someone special.
I had a bid in those texts you invested in
I hope you are rich and get all the love
Certainly someone must.
Cause I feel I am getting hungry
And you are getting,
delicious.
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