My Last Penny

My hand has been bit one time to many While giving out my very last penny, Many times I did more than I really should Just because I was pleaded to if I could. I was taught and told in friends I should always trust But, when I did my life went to bust, And then while I was looking for a compassionate hand I was lost in the barren desert sand. I have been walked on one time to much Now I am tired of being asked to be a crutch, And I am very sick of being taken advantage of and used And I am also so very tired and so very confused. I am also tired of these sleepless nights When I see the passing of headlights, And I am also so tired of broken promises made I am so sick of being used and played. I am so hurt when I am always ignored By the people who I have loved and helped and adored, And the only time when I'm not ignored at all It is when someone needs to be picked up after a fall. I am also very sick and tired of being lied to Not knowing why without a thought or a clue, Truthfully I am just hurt and tired of being mistreated I feel so sick and very defeated. Now you got money and you won't pay me back Never will my finances be in the black, My shoes are ruined for helping and going that extra mile And all that you did was give a laugh with your smile. My arms are hurting for helping you carry your load And never unto me was a thank you ever bestowed, Now good memories or thoughts of you I can't think of any Now I wished, that I didn't give you my very last penny. Randy L. McClave