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[ioncewasblind]

don't shame your family or you'll get bad luck

i never thought this would be me:
dying by Wednesday,
dreaming of Saturday.
i'm so caught
and by Friday night i feel so drained.

working a job that i love
for far less than i'm worth.
ever had your heart robbed by growing debt?
it's a daunting task to stare down a dream
in your nightmares.
and, like it or not,
it's what i'm having to do.

seven to five
and i start to lose grip on my spare time.
even with nine to eleven to breathe
i'm just not finding the time to live.
a wife and kid,
a job where i can provide and survive
is it just too much to ask?

i'm not trying to live my life by the things we attain,
but coming home alone holds no fun.
and a mounting debt rivaled only by a growing depression
starts leaving me kicked, beat,
and too close to defeat.