Just getting by

Just getting by I been there a while. Not knowing what’s for dinner. Not knowing what tomorrow may bring. I hoped every night that tomorrow would bring a better day,But it didn’t. It only brought more struggle and sorrow. People say that kinda shit builds character,But what is character worth in a world full of fakes. I’m like fuck it. I got to get out here and make it I’m tired of just getting by ,But hell it ain’t no where to turn. The streets only get you locked in a cage,Or dropped six feet deep in a box. Can’t go to the government there out of order. And doing your own thing takes money.can’t find a job for all the reasons above,So what is there left to do. Where is there to turn. I guess I’ll keep on getting by.