House On Mango Street Monologue

I need this money. I'm the man of the house I the one who's supposed to take care of everyone. If my mom doesn't get the treatment she needs she's going to die. I wish this shit was free. What kind of man am I? Twenty seven years old living at home. What a joke, I am cashier at a pizzeria. What a joke I am. Some example I set for my little sister. Cashier making eight dollars an hour living in this small apartment. I need this money. I need our lives to change, save my mother’s life. Seriously fuck this alarm. Maybe I should just oversleep and not do this. No fuck it time to man up. My poor mom and innocent little sister, I am going save us, I am going to get this money I need this money. Don’t worry mom you’re going to get the treatment you need. Alright here I go by the time I come home tonight our lives will be changed.
Yes the fresh air, what a beautiful day. Man look at all these people putting a cover on trying to pretend everything in this world is alright. Cry show your stupid emotions. My mother can’t be the only one dying. Oh no oh no don’t leave hey what the fuck stupid bus driver. Are you kidding me, last thing I need is my boss up my ass. Calm down calm down after today you won’t need this job as long as you get that money. Man I need this money.
Ugh finally another bus. Great time to be even more miserable with miserable people. Hey don’t touch me with your dirty hands. God this bus stinks like shit. Man be a gentleman give that seat to that old lady. That could be your dying mother who needs to sit. Man I should beat the crap out of that stupid young thug. Ugh man time to hear this asshole boss of