i have no energy to write tonight
’cause i’m trapped in the battle of fight or flight
(i know i’m not and i can’t rhyme for shit
but this crushing feeling is def legit)
what an insult, this new paygrade i got
why should i bother with this cursed rot?
because it is the weight i must carry
since he is the one i chose to marry
of course i love him more than anything
but that will never take away the sting
of knowing that i must pay all the bills
with a paycheck that allows zero frills
and the frills are what makes life worth living
after hours and months and years of giving
yet this is my lot on this Tuesday night:
not quite fight or flight–rather fright, fright, fright.