The Trouble

The trouble with
   night is day.
The trouble with
   work is play.
The trouble for
   me is the way
some people drink and sleep
   it all away.

The trouble with
   love is hate.
The trouble with
   freedom is fate.
The trouble for
   me is to wait
for those never ready or early
   but perpetually, tragically late.

The trouble with
   give is take.
The trouble with
   real is fake.
The trouble for
   me is to take
from those who spend all the money
   that they didn't make.