Life or Monopoly?

Life

As I sit in my domain wandering where my path will lead I’m stricken with grief at the misbelief that I’ve waited 20 years plus just wondering. Why hasn’t my rose bloomed, why hasn’t my experiences catapulted me to where I want to be.

Life

Why wake me up, for the purposes of nothingness. Yes life – I feel your beauty, your laughter, your trips, the things to be earned.

 But life why have you been shielded by misconception that there can be no life without deceased presidents overflowing in your wallets.

 Does my existence really depend on my net worth?  Am I not a living breathing intelligent aspect or a whole? Do I not deserve the same respect as a Du-pont or a Bush? Am I really devalued that much because of a dollar sign.

Life

Let me know, if you’ve become so shallow and pedantic that I can no longer be of value if I don’t have a high enough value.

Because life, if all you have to offer is Dead Presidents overflowing in my pockets, I want a refund!

That’s not the life I want to continue to live. 

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