Ain’tFree

life aint free
it costs.
in the days you roam around lost,
wondering what to do,
who to screw,
thinking of people you knew.
go to work and wonder why
will you die,
this way.
is this just a phase, or a sick joke being played,
by those that made,
it.
do they have it better, you wonder, getting upset.
is it a dream, clock screams, wake up.
do it all again.
pay your dues, your toll,
life aint free,
it costs.

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