Pills, Deals and Debt

Bitter sweet that path to tread Popping pills and nothing said Making deals, getting into debt No one caring, no one will fret. Poverty spoken, lived in the past Sympathy short, nothing to last Watching telly a daytime stew Nothing real and nothing new Leaving school, work’s not there Some they steal if they dare Hurting many, stirring feeling Losing friends, anger reeling Battles lost, never a winner Snacking days, what’s a dinner Highs saught, no lesson learned Never a penny to be earned Benefits, they are a must Fancy goods, wonder lust Dreams still there, in the head Too much time, spent in bed Spirits gone, the fight was there Inside the mind, all to bare Feeling lost, no life lived Happiness all being sieved Where’s the blessing in the soul Fish swimming in the bowl Drinking water, popping more No way out, no open door.