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Jun 2016
I've just got
To make more money
Just got to work
40 to 50
Hours a week

Just got to

I don't know why
No one can tell me why

That's just how
This earth system operates

I've just got to
Love full time work

And the American Dream
And blah blah blah blah

I've looked for work
I can't find any

There are thousands of other
People like me
With a college degree
And a teaching credential

They don't
Pay us
Hardly anything

I don't make enough
For my own apartment

I don't make enough
But I've just got to
Got to keep on trying

To find full time employment

Blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah

The ego is an illusion
The Taoist is understood

Here in America

Loud sounds, shouting
Flashing lights,
Going here going there
Busy bodies

I'm just here to do
The minimum

I don't care
If I'm hated
By everyone

Who cares

I'm tired
And I'm lonely

And I don't have
Any female friends

Blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah

I sit in front of my Ipad
Watching documentaries
There are no people here

And no
It's not
A "nice day"

No matter how much
She says that

It's not nice at all

Just another day
Alone in America
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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