Try While You Die
Well, I tried,
I tried, but now I must say bye.
Bye to my house among section 8,
Bye to my loyal dog, he was such a saint.
I don't have the necessary funds to meet my ends,
So I will have to say bye to my fair-weather friends.
God… what gas, I have no car,
Even if I did, I would take it too far.
My enemies would like to have hope,
The hope that I will falter, the hope that I will choke.
But even in a recession, I could flourish,
Even in the Great Depression, I'd thrive,
Even if nothing was done,
I would still be alive.
Suffering is but a realm to freedom,
You will have to fight the tempest before you reach the kingdom.
No doubt, it will get worse before it gets better,
The people will have to listen in order to get better.
Nothing is attained in an overnight frame,
The fame made the tomorrow insane.
So before issues need to be sorted out,
Look inside your soul and ask yourself if there is a drought.
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