I am so sick and tired
Of no money in my pocket
I’m tired of looking at things I love
Wondering should I just hock it.

I’m tired of counting my pennies
Especially at the grocery store
As I leave with only what’s on my list
Still really needing more.

I hate when I come across an item
That’s just perfect for someone I know
But have to think about it
With the answer always being no.

And my cats sure they are spoiled
And will never do without
But buying just cat food and litter
Could break me without a doubt.

It’d just be nice to not have to scrimp
For money to never be a worry in my days
I know and declare I’ll live differently soon
Freely doing for others in so many ways.