What’s it cost?
The cost of living, that is.
How many of us are struggling?
Why is my life considered valueless?
No matter what we do, the struggle is real!
No matter what we choose, are we uplifted?
It’s too much to bear, the cost of living is tightening.
Not releasing its chokehold of death or to the brink of it.
What does it have to take, for us to be and feel ok?
Counting bills that keep coming.
Reorganizing in the sense of Importance, picking and choosing if I make it today.
Picking and choosing if I pay this bill or the next one that comes later this month.
It’s not ok.
The cost of living is changing, changing for the worst.
I’m really trying, god knows I am!
Trying to lift myself up again!
But even then it requires me to cough up money, money that I don’t have.
I can’t go to school to better myself, without paying an arduous amount that isn’t always forthcoming and easy to spend.
Because yes in the end it’s worth it.
But can I even get to the end?
I mean putting food on the table, and a roof over our head is more significant in the short term right?
The cost of living is too high!
It’s taking a lot from me.
Everything that I can muster, everything that I have, and it’s never enough.
I don’t get paid enough, yet I’m expected to pay more than I have or even make.
Even if I choose to live better, the cost of living chooses the latter.
Even if I’m ready to sacrifice, it almost requires my life.
When is enough enough?
Do I have that choice in my hands?
Is it really in my making that I stand a chance?
I’ll be honest, you may call me a bitch and maybe I am, but right now it feels like I don’t have the power to stand…
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