Seeing the same four walls from yesterday
One day with money for thirteen without
Will never happen again you did say
And yet there’s no end in sight for this drought
The car engine is running on empty
Can’t afford bus fare, new shoes or a snack
Saving? If only it were that easy
For every step forward there’s ten more back
Too little supply for too much demand
All for something that can’t be provided
Running on a path uncertain, unplanned
Why did you bother getting out of bed
And another day’s spent losing this game
And what’s on tomorrow? More of the same
6th May 2013
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