Responsibility. It fucking sucks. 6 months ago I was a carefree teenager who's head was well above water. Now I'm 18 years old and drowning in bills. I can't stand not being able to spend a little money on my self every now and then because I have to spend all of my money on bills.
I babysit. I make like $30 a day and I work on average 4 days a week. That's not enough money to pay for everything. I am lucky enough to live with my mother and step-father, so they help me out as much as they can but I'm still drowning in bills. It's not fair. I understand this is part of being an adult but this doesn't mean I have to like it. In fact, if this is what being an adult is all about, I want to go back to being a child. Remember the days when your biggest worry was if boys had cooties? Yeah, I defiantly miss those days. Sure, now I can vote, I don't have a curfew, and am out of the hell known as high school, but is it really worth it? Maybe in a few years I'll start liking it more. Maybe I'll get a decent job that I really love and will make enough money to support myself. Maybe I'll have kids that will change my world for the better. Maybe I'll get married to the man of my dreams. But until then, I'm going to continue to drown in bills, bills, bills!
The phone bill.
The car payments.
The car insurance.
The gas to go back and forth to work.
The cable bill.
The internet bill.
The cell phone bill.
Food.
Household shit.
The car payments.
The car insurance.
The gas to go back and forth to work.
The cable bill.
The internet bill.
The cell phone bill.
Food.
Household shit.
Bills, bills, bills and more fucking bills.
I babysit. I make like $30 a day and I work on average 4 days a week. That's not enough money to pay for everything. I am lucky enough to live with my mother and step-father, so they help me out as much as they can but I'm still drowning in bills. It's not fair. I understand this is part of being an adult but this doesn't mean I have to like it. In fact, if this is what being an adult is all about, I want to go back to being a child. Remember the days when your biggest worry was if boys had cooties? Yeah, I defiantly miss those days. Sure, now I can vote, I don't have a curfew, and am out of the hell known as high school, but is it really worth it? Maybe in a few years I'll start liking it more. Maybe I'll get a decent job that I really love and will make enough money to support myself. Maybe I'll have kids that will change my world for the better. Maybe I'll get married to the man of my dreams. But until then, I'm going to continue to drown in bills, bills, bills!
She's slowly drowning, in the debt life created.
And she wonders, is it all really worth it?
And she wonders, is it all really worth it?
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