Distressed
times are hard
work is harder
as much as you climb
you get knocked down farther
praying for better times
losing everything you own
thinking about that night
the government took our home
dads hands bleed from work
mom teaches special needs
nothing can heal the hurt
of feeling inbetween
bankruptcy in progress
nonstop stress
mom breaks down daily
from all the duress
lawyer after lawyer
dad feels he's failed
when its only the economy
that has completely derailed
times are hard
work is harder
as much as you climb
you get knocked down farther
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