I remember as a kid,
I would have to walk everywhere i went
because my mom didn't have a car.
I didn't care though
because i didn't know how much
easier it could be to just drive.

Or on my 5th birthday all i got
was some underwear
because my mom couldn't afford anything else
and she knew i needed them.
I didn't care though
because i didn't know that a normal kid
was supposed to get a bunch of cool toys.

Or when every single one of my shoes
had holes in the bottom
because my mom didn't have money
to buy me knew ones.
I didn't care though
because i just thought I was supposed to wear them
till I couldn't anymore.

Or when I had to wait until soup kitchen days to eat
because my mom couldn't afford
groceries for the week.
I didn't care though
because i thought they made the best food.

And I remember as a kid,
Growing up without a dad
and not understanding why.
It didn't bother me though,
Because I thought my mom was all i needed.

It's funny how time changes things.
12 years having a step-father and being blessed beyond belief.
But now i look at myself...
How i'm too lazy,
to walk a few blocks anymore.
Or too greedy,
to accept some birthday ****** anymore.
Or too trendy,
to wear my shoes to the grave anymore.
Or too picky,
to eat the soup kitchen specials anymore.
Or too selfish,
To tell my mom I love her anymore.

I lost my simple mind.
Trying to fit in by being however
normal non-impoverished kids would be
But then i lost myself,

And forgot...

Who i remembered.