Someone said to my other post that I should do rap in this section and oddly I wrote something kinda like that.. hey I'm old - it's as close as I can get. . Thing is, I saw this guy at the store and some snooty girls called him a thug scoffing (not where he could hear them). because he had on an old shirt, driving a pretty messed up car. So I kinda typed this out really quick - thinking of what he'd say to them.
Proud
It’s so frustrating
this having nothing
wheeling & dealing
the whole day through
just to survive...
You scrape alot
to scrape together
so few ....things..
Seems the faster i run to catch up
The lack of ‘stuff’ in my life
weighs me down
Yeah.... my life
simple but sweet
It’s like .....
where I can be free
...but sometimes seems a prison
It’s irritating
that drive...
to have -
The need - the greed -
the wanting...
And i sit here
quite peaceable like
And I remember
how hard –
how damn hard...
I worked for the this & the that
Now it’s here – all around me...
Faded from years
souvenirs of my memories
measurements of my life’s success
You know what I got - I got
And in that I can be proud
I don’t need to live up to someone else’s standards
Have what they have.. or do what they do...
– to be me...
Yeah... I’m Proud...
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