Work, home, work, home,
I don't want your dream,
To lose yourself to money,
No dignity, no self-esteem.

Family? Friends? Love?
No, all you want is wealth,
Heart of silver, mind of gold,
Go ahead, flaunt this "wealth".

Your world is over when
Ben Franklins cease to exist,
You changed my world
With your immorally clenched fists.

With your fingers surrounding
My neck, as I fall to the floor,
As my shrieks fail to
Keep you from strangling me more.

You are ungrateful, vile,
Oblivious to our pain,
You are blind to the sunlight
Until it starts to rain.

You will continue to neglect,
You will never comprehend,
My demolished heart,
My wounds that will never mend.

But I will never lose my morals,
My faith, my hope, my joy,
I will never be like you,
Blind to who you hurt and destroy.