Broke.
I don't have the guts to tell you I can't go to Canada. I don't have the brains to add up and know I can't make tuition. I have to much bronze to realize I probably can't get a house. I eat out of my parents fridge and cry every night knowing that no matter which way you look at it... I'm going to fail.
I never thought money would have the power to break me.
Let Me Explain:
Failing to me is asking for help. I do not need some ones hand to help me up... because you have no idea how long I've been down. I have to much pride... I spend money infront of people in fear that they may see through me. I've been struggling to hold my head above water... and I can't help but take a deep breath and sink every now and then. I pay bills every 1st, wondering how I'm going to eat or drive for the rest of the month. I don't want to live like this... I don't want to cry at the thought of not being able to do it.
I never thought money would have the power to break me.
Let Me Explain:
Failing to me is asking for help. I do not need some ones hand to help me up... because you have no idea how long I've been down. I have to much pride... I spend money infront of people in fear that they may see through me. I've been struggling to hold my head above water... and I can't help but take a deep breath and sink every now and then. I pay bills every 1st, wondering how I'm going to eat or drive for the rest of the month. I don't want to live like this... I don't want to cry at the thought of not being able to do it.