Wanna be King

Sittin’ here watchin’ YouTube and wonderin’ what I’m gonna do, I’m just a simple gal long in the tooth and old, I worked hard for my livin’ since I was twelve, never asked for nothin’ except the strength to carry on, not sayin’ I did it all right livin’ on pills and the American Dream. Still, I wasn’t all wrong livin’ life for a song to sing. Now there is a wanna be king in the White House, and I’m mad as hell.

I put my blood, sweat, and tears into everything I did; I never hid from hard work, and my skin was like leather. I did my job no matter the weather as I went from one town to another, state to state, and I earned my life, I tell you, though there aint much security in this Social Security and retirement only means I’m to tore up from the floor up to do the jobs I once did and I’m more than a bit more crazier than when I started but I swear I never thought there would be a wanna be king in the White House and I’m mad as hell.

By Sarah Schultheiss