Because improper people provide no rescue.
They dish you because of their
Improper preference in minds.
Promised paper clip clicks tongue
In wardrobe while debts tie you on rope,
Never mind those who think debts are dope
They never had what dope means in dopamine,
They are kissed ferociously with checks.
Payday haunt them like ghost,
At night apparition is what they host.
Be rich without being ripe on mind,
You will see what to find;
Venomous serpent of destitution,
Famish will be dictionary that describes you,
Your friends will be disappointed fans,
You will own depression,
Emotions is what you will suppress,
Dignity is what’s to be lost and found.
Joy will be fairytale told next to street fires.