Them stories about times are rough
People telling you don't give up
While rent is due
Your paycheck is never enough.
Family dependent on your strength so you "man up"
and tuck whatever emotions you have away.
Reminding yourself there will be better days,
Times will change,
as long as days are long and nights are dark
Nothing stays the same.
Holding on to what little pride is left
So packing away memories of defeat
And times when you only had the two shoes underneath your feet
Along with a dream of famous people you will meet.
Struggle to make it
Tell mom when you do that the world is what she will receive from you.  
Relaxation is the key for you... But you wont do
For time waits on no one
While man made clocks rewind
Wishing this was the last time I wrote a poem
With myself in mind.
Decline---
your request to be the reason
my heart pumps blood through my vain
And knowing soon this feeling too shall change
While still my dreams to be the greatest remands