Fifty Percent

by joetwo


Fifty percent

That is the grade of happiness I take

At least once a day

Maybe more

Fifty percent, my medicine

Lubricates my life

Dulls the pain, eases the trails of life

Not essential, just make things easier

I can quit whenever I want

I just want to take the fifty percent

I deserve it, don’t I?

I work hard, look after my family

Work so hard I barely see them

The fifty percent keeps them distant too

Not that they know how difficult it is

How the real world works

Then they would approve

Give me their blessing

My balm, my fifty percent

That I can quit whenever I want

But I won’t

Because..because… I need it