Hunger

Its time now I eat If I want to live I have too.

Four dollars in the account but I HAVE TOO.

I go to the store what can I find,

this life of poverty can’t be defined.

What can I afford that won’t make me sick?

What can I afford that is more than a lick?

I want more than ice cream; I want more than junk.

Healthy food prices are jacked, I feel like a punk.

I work at one job and then I worked two.

So why is it that I can afford you?

Afford you, I want you, but these prices are so high.

I cry and I cry, anger daily because I do more than try.