trash

Here I sit
imprisoned by circumstance
no job, no vehicle, no hope

Turned my back on my family
so-called friends won't help me out
I'm just fucked, any way I look at it

Living like a refugee
nothing to my name
except for the clothes on my back

People say they're going through "hard times"
and struggling to.make ends meet
they honestly have no idea

22, and no income
nobody I can trust
don't know why I even keep trying

Im a product of Capitalist society
the part that most people would rather not think about
The trash that just hasn't been taken out yet