my boring long day.

the day is long plays like a sad song. Here there's nothing to do.All my neibors in life has no clue.Cant afford a car Going places is to Far. All we do is clean the house .look in closet to pick out a blouse. there's a knock at the door .Wondering why they knocking for.r? They come early to drink coffee in the cup I roll my eyes say what's up? They want us to help fix breakfast on a plate .Some of these people I want to hate.Thet want you to give till you can't no more.Sometimescwantbto push them out the door.They need to return the favor for I do all I can.they all want help from my man.Drama problems all around they want me to listen to problems they say .Oh neibors give me a long day.I try to have a non judging heart .If they leave drama they would be smart.I don't have no neibors friends I trust..they use me then leave me in the dust.my house is just a bore.neiborrs are here rotten to the core .it's sad but true .have no money food makes you sad and blue.This poem is just to vent I don't have no penny I don't have a cent.