Jealous guy
Friends
I must admit to you
All that I am just
A jealous guy
I wished that
I could work still
And make the same money
That you earn when you work
But I just can't work
Anymore because of my
Mental illness
I get some money from the government
They give about about $1,000.00 to live
A month
It is not enough to live on
But it is better than nothing
Yes I am a poor guy
And I think if I was rich
I would have been miserable
My other friends are also poor
Just like me
It was my father that gave me a simple
Life here on earth
And I live that simple life
Every single day