MONOLOGUE Why does it have to be me, why did he choose me!

Everyday I come with practically nothing, my children get hardly anything !he things yo" see aro"nd yo", in o"r ho"se are probably stolen #rom my #riends I had to, I $"st had to, it may have bo"ght be g"ilt a l"mp in my throat it was the only way we co"ld s"rvive %&' a wee( #or a &) ho"r shi#t, *re yo" gob smac(ed yet+ its ridic"lo"s! We all wor( so hard ,lood, -weat and tears is what comes o"t at the end o# the day, I mean literally! We are treated li(e we are nothing, worthless! it in#"riates me b"t what can I do I need this $ob more then anything, I mean loo( at me this is the best ill ever get Maybe I am worthless, maybe I am nothing What gets me thro"gh it the days, wee(s and month, yo" as(+ *ll I thin( abo"t is my children, there bea"ti#"l

smiles, all I want to do is #eed there mo"ths I never ant to have that g"ilt o# them being h"ngry again