Gina … Pretty Ballerina

I admit to having had my fair share of fun. 

I admit to having drunk from the elixir of life.

I admit to having been “entombed” in mental institutions.

I admit to having been spat at by my “peers”.

I admit to swallowing my pride and asking for government “handouts”.

I admit to having a mental illness.

I admit to being financially poor but not impoverished.

I admit that food is at times an “unaffordable” commodity.

 

I admit to using “meal replacements” as a way of freeing up funds.

I admit to giving up cigarettes/alcohol and socialising for the same reasons.

I am doing everything within my power to relieve myself from the financial burden I cost this country in taxes each year. I’m putting myself through school and I’m not even on “minimum wage”. Yet you would see it lowered. Does this not resonate with you in any way? Could you be so cruel, so heartless so mean? I’m not trying to get rich … I’m just trying to make ends meet.

 

 

As for you Ms Rinehart

I’m not jealous of you …I pity you.

 You have so much … Yet you have nothing.

I have my pride … What do you have Gina?