There is no lock on the doors.
No carpet on the floors.
I want to be middle class & so much more.

The sink is always clogged.
My website is a daily blog.
My pet is not a Polly ***.
I love *** belly pigs & dogs.

From the door **** my hand smells like copper.
I am poor like a pauper.

I quit my job because I didn't want to transfer.
The two years I have been there has been a blur.
No one respects me now or before as we were.
I am friendless even though I am not perfect or pure.