It Starts Today

I wake up to a new days come, it's time to start bringing income. I'm no longer a carefree teen, it's time to become well aware to the world at seen. This world is based on money, sad but true, been knowing that since by the age of 2. Dad always working,  Mom always stressing trying to pay the bills. Since I was little I knew I wanted to make mills. I want to take the privilege of money and share it with everyone who ever supported me because of them I wouldn't be me today. Striving for success is my path of way.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world
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