Breathing Room (A Poem)
Money has been tight for the past couple of days, But payday is finally here again. Unfortunately, most of my check is already spent And it's not even 8 a.m. The mortgage company, the electric company And plenty of others all want their share. By the time they are done, there isn't much left over. It just doesn't seem fair. I work hard for my money Shouldn't I be able to enjoy it? Instead, I watch most of it Line someone else's pocket. I've accepted the fact I'll probably never be rich. In fact, I'm not even asking for a massive financial boom. I just want to stop living paycheck to paycheck And have a little bit of breathing room. Photo courtesy of Pixabay Here I am again, Stuck in this office. It's bright and sunny outside But I can't enjoy it. I don't have much of a choice. The bills, after all, won't pay themselves. However, compared to the great outdoors, This office feels a bit l...