I opened up the envelope.
it has my salvation.
the desires of this world depends on its contents.
kids to feed and clothe
lights to keep on
water to brew
some humanity in my nail design...it all comes with a price that i've given up hours away from my children to accrue.
30 hours...8.25 per
i open the envelope...just enough cents to buy me a pink oil lotion perm...fuck.
life shouldn't be this hard.
life shouldn't be this difficult.
i know that hours given is time lost from what truly matters.
i spent precious time away from my kids...working aimlessly hours on end...to get funds that aren't enough to spend
what is the meaning of this?
Trillionaires, billionaires...millionaires...talk about it...let's see if you care.
I'm a mother. and that is the bottom line.
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