(A Poem)
I don’t want it anymore
Money from it just falls through my fingertips
Swipes from the floor
I blame it on my relationship with the thing
How in my mind it garners so many possibilities and convenience
Or maybe it’s just my poverty mindset that treats it
Because the more I wanna be responsible the faster the trait runs out the window
Tryna figure out what type of investing I can do
Regardless I don’t want to fight it
Worry nor plan
I just want the responsibility of it out of my hands
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