The struggle is real.
I usually emphasize the desire to thrive,
But now I yearn for the drive to survive.
Fight or flight mode hath been engaged,
As I try not to become enraged.
The only thing keeping me alive is getting high,
But now I understand what being poor feels like; I empathize.
I'm rich in ideas, connections, and will, but lack the currency;
I must get it with utmost urgency...
So this is what being an animal feels like.
The only person you can count on is yourself.
I may be surrounded by a pack,
But no one else has got my back;
The only way to win the battle is to win alone.
It is time to adventure some more into the great unknown!
All while living on a prayer!
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