Dear Money
Dear money,
Some have too much of you
Some have too little
You make the world go round
Yet there is so much unfairness
They say “you’re poor because you’re lazy”
But is that true?
Some work their whole lives
Yet don’t die rich
But how were they supposed to get rich anyways?
Because the saying goes, “you have to have money to make money”
But does having you equal success?
No, it doesn’t
Money equals a college degree
And a college degree equals success in this day and age
And someone uses that college degree to go make more of you
The rich get richer
An endless, ironic cycle
Sincerely,
Broke and Dissatisfied
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