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Two weeks ago I realized that we were only made for display
but my parents told me to be Grateful, for I was born on a Sunday
No thanks I’m full, I say, but they insist on giving me more
They say, you should be Grateful. At your age I never got much on my plate
I tend to lose things by accident, some stolen
and I do take all the blame
but they say I Disrespect them, to replace the item they pay
My siblings have it tough, had a more rough childhood
They say I should be Lucky God gave me self-control
But my self-control has me quiet and hesitant to appeal
It gives me headaches, but I can’t show them I’m Vulnerable
cant show that I'm Weak...
We live in a country that’s corrupt, gives us no true freedom
But I have to Grateful that we have a good house
and my parents have their jobs
2021, I have no friends to talk to in person
But I should be Grateful that that my parents pay wifi
and I'm Guilty as charged, please sue me
But I have no choice, that’s the only way to connect,
You and me...
I think these things and keep them to myself
As punishment for being Selfish
And not being Grateful for people who I should cherish
People whom I don’t share my true thoughts with...
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