I wasn't afraid of being poor. I didn't want to live in a big house. I'm the perfect size for poetry. I can move around.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
At home, growing up, we weren't really poor. We had everything we needed, we just didn't have what we wanted.
I was afraid of not living up to what people expected me to be.
I grew up in a very modest house. We were poor-we lived on the poverty level. We all got jobs as young kids.
I was very poor when I was young.
I'm terrified of being poor, I always have been. It's growing up as a Methodist. I'll spend that bit of extra money to get a better seat on a train sometimes, because it's quieter and calmer, but I refuse to spend money on clothes.
I'm proud that I've never stopped writing about being poor.
It wasn't poverty that drove me on.
I had a really hard time growing up; we were a large family, and we didn't have much money at home.
I wanted to be successful. I definitely didn't want to be poor.
I'm scared to death of being poor. It's like a fat girl who loses 500 pounds but is always fat inside. I grew up poor and will always feel poor inside. It's my pet paranoia.