Poverty is driving me insane 

And all I can do is sit and complain

It just brings pain, and no gain

All I ever wanted was a cuddle but now I have to sleep in a  

Puddle

My dreams too far to reach

I am unable to breach

The government is like a leech 

Leading me like a dog on a leash 

 I just want to lay down and cry

Like a whale washed up on a beach

While I look up in the sky

Tears dropping from my eye

It’s like I am trapped in a cage

 I wish the world could change 

It’s actually quite strange

In my poem “poverty” I am trying to talk through the perspective of someone who is living poverty and possibly what could have passing by their mind during that instance. I realized this sound more the person perspective i chose to use is complaining about his situation and how severe it could be. This could be some talking about his way of life and how he cannot really change the out come of it because of the situation.