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My life is okay. Could be better.

By Angelina F. ThomasPublished 4 years ago 1 min read

My life is difficult being poor, living month to month with nothing, I just need to get in my bag.

My life needs to get that bag

I need that money so bad

I'm tired of the broke shit

I need to get it right

I am tired of worrying about my next meal

Tired of being hungry

Tired of being poor

Tired of this boring broke ass shit

My roommate lost his job yesterday

Don't know what to do

I don't have the money to help

unless I win this challenge

that would be so cool

wouldn't itHell yeah

sad poetry

About the Creator

Angelina F. Thomas

I am a very beautiful mother of mixed daughters with expensive taste. I hope and pray to my Abba father that my wishful thinking and my ability to dream huge truly pays off. So be it. Amen.

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