Reality

It cost too much to live it cost too much to die the struggle is somewhere in between High taxes loss of jobs no health insurance The rich has become my tormentor working me as a slave my load is designed for ten men My tears are without color politics are without emotion seeking their own interests The road to change is injuring many the rich wade war the poor lay down their lives Hoping children will never see the pain of this life the lies we tell them, they no longer believe Weigh my soul against the weight of gold many would change for the price selling their soul Impossible to ignor but many look away refusing to feel Giving up before they try going on living this lie prepared to die for it A life that benefit the few they bathe with my tears dry themselves with my shame Afraid to look at themselves but so quick to condemn strangers for their road to the top