Concrete Cold pavement I watch the shadows huddle by the subway vent Fear Heavy and deep Afraid of where I’ll lay my head to sleep Toronto winds They cut like glass Counting every nickel as the minutes pass I walk I wait Checking every receipt by the iron gate Don't call me cheap No don't call me cheap I’m just building a floor so I don't fall down I’m just building a floor so I don't fall down I’m just building a floor so I don't fall down Safe and sound Racks Rows of wool Found a winter coat where the bins are full Soft Cotton seams Living out a life on a budget of dreams Second hand My hand Better than the hunger that I can't command I save I survive Keeping my dignity barely alive One shirt Used well I’m wearing it today can't you tell Don't call me cheap No don't call me cheap I’m just building a floor so I don't fall down I’m just building a floor so I don't fall down I’m just building a floor so I don't fall down Safe and sound It’s an insult It’s a sting It’s a bitter kind of thing When you look at me and laugh When you look at me and judge When you look at me and sneer I see the struggle I see the sidewalk I see the truth [Verse 3] Style Is what you make Not the brand name that you choose to take Hard Thrifty grace I won't let the poverty erase my face No debt No shame Just a different way to play the game Friends Listen close I’m the one who values the most Pure thrift Daily wear Keeping away from the cold despair Don't call me cheap No don't call me cheap I’m just building a floor so I don't fall down I’m just building a floor so I don't fall down I’m just building a floor so I don't fall down Safe and sound Every single day Every single day This is my style My own style Don't insult me No Don't insult me Just let me be Free
This is a very powerful read. Thank you for sharing. Would you mind if I share it off-site with my youngest, I think they would like to read it too but I don't share with them what forum I am on.