To live for myself would be a dream.
How busy I am now sometimes makes me scream.
Just to stay home once in a while
would be enough to give me a smile.
Day-to-day things cut into my time to eat,
so snacks are my substitutes for meat.
A very unhealthy way to be I regret,
but a better way I have not found yet.
Knowing I don't eat enough to maintain my weight
is a frustrating life in which I hate.
Then knowing food is sometimes in scarce supply,
scrimping and saving just to get by.
The life I lead is from choices I took
in the past before taking a second look.
Looking back is hard for me
knowing that a different life could be.
A life with no financial worry
so I wouldn't always have to hurry.
A slower way to spend each day
would then give me time to play.