I am alone without a loan.

I am alone without a loan. Money makes life sunny. I don’t have a job and I sob with anxiety in this society that needs sobriety because I can’t pay the rent today and they treat me like a pest. I need to rest to be the best. My quest is peace to be at ease. I have hope the slope becomes rope to tie the war. I do want I can. I run. Who understands?. Thank you.