We were poor,
Not enough to complain.
We saw our fair share of
"those days".
Days where one plate was
all we could afford.
Days where dreaming filled
the gap in our core.
I don't want to live like
this...we shouldn't have to

I don't want to live like
this...we shouldn't have to
Those words they say
The way they attack you
Just because they have
more
We can make it, if I try
harder
I must


School is another world all
on it's own
Here, society doesn't care
about the weak
Being poor doesn't help
The only thing that speaks is
wealth
Surely money isn't going
to...