Everything Comes at a Cost
Everything comes at a cost.
I did not know the value of things until I grew up.
Growing up I was used to have everything handed over to me.
Then came adulthood, and I realized
You have to work for the things you want.
See that pair of shoes? That pair will cost you a day's worth of work.
I did not know the value of things until I became an adult.
Now that I work to buy what I want, I know what that pair of shoes cost.
I know that my mom didn't get them for free when I was ten
But back then, I didn't know
that everything comes at a cost.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
Our world