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Sep 2013
I'm as broke as a coke fiend
full of self loathing
even paying for a parking pass so I don't get slapped with a ticket while I'm at class
makes me feel like I'm choking
I can't afford hoping
after you take out tax and add in the fact that I have to buy food and a meezly bit of gas to get my *** to school
Being cool? Nope can't foot that,
that's why I'm in the same **** pair of blown out shoes and shorts a size to big making them sag
Text books are a thing of the past,
along with going out on the weekends,
I'm constantly waiting for the week to end but then I'm reminded that I don't have a days break
That's seven days a week I'm on flat feet making my legs ache
and people wonder why I've been hostile
a few smirks short of a real smile
I'm aggravated like a crocodile that's under fed,
but too low on fuel to do anything but finish homework then lay in bed.
At least when I'm asleep I can dream of money
And if I don't dream it's the closest thing to being dead.
Enough said.
Daniel Magner 2013
Daniel Magner
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Daniel Magner
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