Elucidating Questions

I definitely feel like I worked about 24 hours more than I did

This body of mine

I feel sorry for it because I can’t give it what it wants

If only I could afford to stop working

It’s so complicated isn’t it?

I mean it isn’t

Tax that person making over 1 million dollars for 20% (yeah I said it)

Disperse

Look, with no respect whatsoever

If I can survive on $1700 a month give or take $200

With just barely anything

You will never convince me that living costs more than $300,000 a year

And I’m being generous.

So many of your so called costs are fictitious

It’s just hard to see from here I suppose

Not even at the bottom just struggling along up this hill with this damn rock called society

This dual problem of being unable to work but forced to do so by circumstances

Grew up with this sick idea that disabled people were taken care of in this society

Just look they have aides and special classes

Don’t even get me started on the realities of those two so called supports.

There’s got to be a better society out there

Probably lost to the wars of time

I’m tired but I don’t know how much is my disease

How much is my exhaustion with this place

Dear whomever put us here

We were born into paradise and let them build hell on top of it

I don’t know why.