A Dime Already Spent

A Dime Already Spent

I may not pay the rent.
My dime already spent.
I’m offered time in jail.
So, why chill out for bail.

I’ve got no time to waste.
Bad choices made in haste.
Wrong people call you friends.
Their beginning are your ends.

Walk in an unlocked door.
Then slide along the floor.
Find what you came here for.
And pray you need no more.

This life does not give much.
You’re always out of touch.
Hiding, stealing, using.
Death seems less confusing.

It’s not really hopeless.
More like life in show biz.
Lights, camera, action too.
Just not a life for you.