Blue Collar

On every pay day,
I defend with my gun.
For rent, food, needs.
They're never wants.

I don't yell
at a meter guy,
when my car is booted.
I smirked with disappointment,
and joked.

I'm not picky with my food
at a restaurant.
They're food,
and waitress' earning.

I don't understand
the white collar's demanding,
and nitpicking the services.
Thirsts for power and money.
Different animal of drive.

We all have dreams.