These kids have it given to them
No work just fate
Their parents pay how much?
They think they’re so great
They think they’re entitled
I’m not gonna lie
I do have stuff given
But that don’t mean I don’t try
If I have it so good if I have it go great
If it’s given to me up on a silver plate
Why am I so stressed? Why do I stay up so late?
Ok, now don’t get me wrong
I do love my life
Really I’m blessed
I have little strife
And I do say I am thankful
Every single day
Every single night
When I kneel down and I pray
Ya see, entitlement means
You think you deserve everything
New cars, gold watches
From phones to brand new bling
I really love my parents
For all that they do
But if you were to call me spoiled
They’d look at you and ask who?
This spoke to me because it is kinda like my where I'm from poem and I made that connection. The title is also very powerful and caught my eye immediately.
ReplyDeleteI really liked it because it is relatable to everyone in the class. I think you could have elaborated a bit more on this stress. I love the religious aspect as well.
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