Friday, January 23

Confused Rhapsody.

WORK. –noun
1. exertion or effort directed to produce or accomplish something; labor; toil.

Every human being works. but why? to gain money? power? friends? or relationships?


in my dictionary it simply states this;

WORK- chore
1. waste of time, waste of life.
2. boring.


I have slaved, laboured and drained my energy all summer. And for what? The pay check. That i don't even get to lay a fingerprint on? The paycheck that gets caught up in a gust of wind and blown right into my mothers bank account?


its hell.
its shit

basically;
its FUCKED.

Anyway;

This has lead me to wonder, Why Do People Need Jobs?

I mean i can understand single sophisticated women need clothes and sexy shoes, but what about the parents? To feed there kids: YES. To spoil the kid rotten: NO.

What about the homeless? Are they homeless because they too have been robbed of there money and hard work or did they blow it all on crack and ciggarettes?



It's all too much for me.


I'd rather just marry a rich prince so i can dine, shop and relax.


Romeo, Romeo where have thout Romeo?


Will this ever happen?
Doubt it.

Till next time,
love B.

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