Growing Pains

Honestly what will I do with my life?

Will I have this amazing career or only be someone's wife?

I want to have amazing stories for the grandkids

But that's just something this money hungry world forbids.

I can't follow my passion because that won't allow me to survive

Everything is so expensive, it literally costs to die.

Watching my mother struggle has definitely conditioned me to want money 

Where's the gold at the end of my rainbow? The foot from my bunny?

I wish we could just do what made us happy.

I hope my life wont end up crappy.

Honestly I just want an amazing life
How do you live and not just survive?

This poem is about: 
Me

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