Unload

Everyday is a hustle 

you work until you're flustered

sweat dripping down your back 

trying to get through one job and make it to the next

trying to get rid of the debt 

As it comes in is as it goes out

so what is this killing yourself for about 

no time to sleep, eat or sometimes bathe 

always on the go, these days 

the collectors keep calling 

and you're barely making it for rent 

what happened to that $40k education you got 

shit... That's what !!!!

owning student loans, working 3 jobs,

trying to survive, asking yourself WHY????

life isn't perfect and neither are we

so when karma comes knocking, she's looking for her fee

it can be anything and anywhere

and its my dues I'm paying that has me feeling this way 

I wasn't  always good and wasn't always nice 

so I guess I'm still paying the price. 

 

 

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