To Poetry and The Rose...

I don't want to live paycheck to paycheck. Granted, I should be thankful I even get a check. Some people don't get one. Every month, I know I'm getting paid. It's usually less than expected, but it' always there. And I should be grateful. And I am. But I don't want this life. I don't want to worry. I'm always nervous about whether or not I'll have enough money to last me until next pay day. Enough to pay bills, keep my gas tank full, keep food in my fridge. I don't know if it's paranoia or legit. But it's there, and I don't like it. And I don't want to live like this forever. And I won't...