I already know what it is to be poor
All my life was not a bad piece ... Listen ..when heights was bebe..provavelmente had my best vida..Não had preocupares with nothing ... everyone adorava..Mas me over time began to be everything difícil..o it was already too good esperar..era have a life without suffering ... effortlessly ... without fatigue ...Basically so far live my life as if I were to ferro..Mas you should be asking ... hence the title "I already know what it is to be poor" .. it is, I will explain to you .. since I started to realize that things cost win ... that to get the night someone had to work so that it does not lack is ... I started to be very poupadinho..Apesar of poudainho was never long that had a good amount in the portfolio .. it was hours or days because the little I had to stop because I saw my brother and that sometimes reached home tired and wanted something more to eat than rice with chickpeas ...
It has always been difficult for me to have many friends ... logical that also am not nor ever have been out the night, including discotecas..porque? Because he had to pay the entrance and I thought ... if I for..pesar of probably even enjoy myself .. I will no longer have money for other things simples..como go to the butcher and buy two chickens ... Can you imagine you go to the mini market with 1.80 on the credit card knowing that just have to make the right choices? the right purchase? .. not have that freedom to choose tempo..aquela ..you will chega..vê something like up is not very cheap but you are confident and purchase the same .. why? because you know you have and not risk passing shame ... I want to have your sense ..Reaching a Zara store and get a 70 Euro coat and come away as if nothing had happened ...
This not have money for my things is to leave me discouraged ... In baixo..Sem course ... But you do not entenderia..você never experienced these situations ...
But to feel sortudo..tenho one tecto..uma warm bed noite..E there are many worse than me ... I know perfectly that be me complaining of my life is to be eguista ... maybe .. .but I dream of a better life and do not have a base ..quero have money to call a friend that special and say "So and so" Would you have dinner with me tonight? I confess I want to be very rich. why? Because I know what it is to be poor. Maybe walk with more empinado..mas nose never lose my humility because that's what made me a man, a man with these ideas..Quero being a father I never had, a copy grandmother.
I want to have my things ... it's time to drop the mother's wings, is well but what I want most is sair..viver my life, have my emprego..a my casa..a my wife. ..the my children ... I already know what is working hard night and day ... is anyone hear me? I want to work day just to have time for my children .. I want to give all my children, all which did not have so they do not have to go to the mini market with the Father credit card.
Hugs!!!!
It has always been difficult for me to have many friends ... logical that also am not nor ever have been out the night, including discotecas..porque? Because he had to pay the entrance and I thought ... if I for..pesar of probably even enjoy myself .. I will no longer have money for other things simples..como go to the butcher and buy two chickens ... Can you imagine you go to the mini market with 1.80 on the credit card knowing that just have to make the right choices? the right purchase? .. not have that freedom to choose tempo..aquela ..you will chega..vê something like up is not very cheap but you are confident and purchase the same .. why? because you know you have and not risk passing shame ... I want to have your sense ..Reaching a Zara store and get a 70 Euro coat and come away as if nothing had happened ...
This not have money for my things is to leave me discouraged ... In baixo..Sem course ... But you do not entenderia..você never experienced these situations ...
But to feel sortudo..tenho one tecto..uma warm bed noite..E there are many worse than me ... I know perfectly that be me complaining of my life is to be eguista ... maybe .. .but I dream of a better life and do not have a base ..quero have money to call a friend that special and say "So and so" Would you have dinner with me tonight? I confess I want to be very rich. why? Because I know what it is to be poor. Maybe walk with more empinado..mas nose never lose my humility because that's what made me a man, a man with these ideas..Quero being a father I never had, a copy grandmother.
I want to have my things ... it's time to drop the mother's wings, is well but what I want most is sair..viver my life, have my emprego..a my casa..a my wife. ..the my children ... I already know what is working hard night and day ... is anyone hear me? I want to work day just to have time for my children .. I want to give all my children, all which did not have so they do not have to go to the mini market with the Father credit card.
Hugs!!!!
Comentários
Postar um comentário