Tuesday, March 31, 2026

cutthroat pwb0581 Paul bundren


It feels like Someone turned things from easy into a 100 in a blink of an eye 
The environment has turned hostile cuz of hate
Lifelines are gone 
Pickens are getting slim
It is complete chaos 
We are losing our homes
And digging through garage cans 
Not that sanitary 
What ever happened to love 
We are now living in induced misery 
The fire is freezing 
The drive that we once had had stalled 
This isn't the American dream that I grew up hearing about 
You can no longer afford to survive 
The rich want it all and want it now 
The fortune the fame the power 
And leave us scavenging for what is left 
Unfortunately it seems to be everyone for themselves and people are taking each other out one by one 
Does everything have to be a competition 
Does everything have to be a game 
Does everything have to be a race against time 
It feels like everyone is emotionally drained 
And checked out including myself 
Is the prize even worth the pain endured

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