Stop and Smell the Roses
I've had to work most of my life, more than the rest.
While my friends went and partied, I worked.
No time for relationships, I had to work.
Even on my off days, I worked.
I worked so that my mom and I would have food in our refrigerator.
I worked so that I wouldn't be made fun of for not having name brand clothes.
I worked so much that I forgot to live. I forgot fun. So now, after my bills are paid, I smell the roses.