Just Another Happy New Year

Another year of poverty and grief To stand on welfare lines for dough To beg the government, the biggest thief For what I deserve, and what they owe I can laugh and cry at the drop of a dime This isn’t the life I was meant to live And feeling hope is a waste of time When I used up all I had left to give I wish Kutcher could say “you’ve just been Punk'd” And Murry could say "He's not your father” If life is a school, I’ve surely flunked And I’m wondering why I even bother Can’t off myself either, I’d die with regrets Ten thousand dollars is the Reaper’s fee It’ll only add to my parent’s debts Because nothing in life or death is free Go on and shrink my masochistic brain Nothing cures poverty like an addiction to pills Replace my love for self-sabotaging pain With a dependence on numbing refills Money can buy the happiness I need So like a starving dog, I beg and yelp I ask God for money, but not out of greed But because it’s the only thing that can help New panic attacks set in for ‘09 No job, no money, no cure for my fear Just another day to pretend that I’m fine It’s just another happy new year