It’s been a hard life but I feel,
I am better for it.
I’ve known what it was like to be pulled,
from home to home.
To not have the money for the basics,
and to be rich and have lots of friends.
Have people wanting to call me family.
I’ve known to be in love and to be hurt by love
Now, without money and without,
the people who called me friend,
and dealing with loneliness.
But if I have lived through this far,
I can handle anything.
I’ve learned the hard way.
I always wanted money,
When I got it, I treated it badly.
If I wanted friends, I bought them,
I lent money and was a friend,
when someone needed one.
To a lot of them I guess,
I was a big joke and that hurts.
I found love with him and let money get in the way.
All he really ever wanted was to be the breadwinner.
Loneliness is everywhere now.
The only thing I have now, is my children.
I wish I had that, hundred thousand dollars now,
I would trade it for one day, of happiness.

written 1982

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