where’s my share where’s my piece where’s my side I need comfort I keep trying nothing’s working everything is falling apart no matter how much I try to hold it together I always come back to this because life will always remind me that I’m not worth anything I’m just a nobody and that is okay until the money needs to be made where’s the money everything is about money I’m so tired I work all the time and it is wearing me down I’m falling apart I’m breaking down slowly even though I try to keep it together I try I try I really do but sometimes it’s just too much and I remember that none of this matters when I’m just gonna fall again and again and where’s my piece where’s my bit where’s my offering where is it why does nobody offer because I’m a tool I’m just usable I’m disposable I’m worn I’m worn I’m worn and I’m tired and tired and sad and tired please
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I’m sorry that I always take so long to reply. I’m never too sure of what to say. If it doesn’t work well, will you still be willing to see me. I’m willing to. You’ve never seen me before, if you ever do, then you’ll know why I should stay away. I’m willing to let you see me, and that way, maybe it’ll help you move on, and you’ll say, oh well.
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yes money is important! But it’s only part of the happiness thing, live with in your means and save a little to buy the things you need to be comfortable not things just because you want them, when you get the things you need you don’t have to work so hard.