How not to live.

I feel hurt, my life has betrayed me. I'm trying to save the world but can't even save me. I took the shiniest path and it did me grimy, telling me I wasn't cut out for this, that I really ain't shit. I know life ain't about the money but if he who holds the money makes the power then I better hope my passion pays me highly.

My anger consumes me, my chest is tight and I can't breath, I wish I could distinguish this anger and make the world feel it, know what the fuck they've been missing. Abuse comes in many forms, you find yourself making excuses for relationships that aren't even the norm. Taking shit from others and swallowing your pride, knowing that to get by, your sharp tongue sometimes you gotta hide.

At the end of the day, you want to make this person who signs off on your paycheck an ally, kissing ass isn't cute but you think it'll help you get by. It doesn't take time to lose yourself, and you go from kissing ass to sucking dicks. You're a prostitute to your boss and even though you've already got the job, you're still selling yourself and proving your worth.

Fuck the norm, fuck ties and political correctness and morning meetings. Fuck making a paycheck to pay for hard liquor to get you through the week to be able to make it to your job. Fuck the unhappiness of making someone else the money, and working yourself into the ground to prove that you're more ethical and deserving than anyone else. Fuck coupons and "discounts" and the need for a car to get to work. Fuck insurance and mortgages. Fuck higher education and school loans that leave you in jobs in which you are unable to pay those loans.

Fuck this world and how we've been taught to live in it.