I'm sick of it
Sick of hearing
Your generation this
Your generation that
We were never that lazy
I walked uphill both ways
So what
Do you want pity
Do you want me to be you
If not then why do you compare me to you
I hate gym class but I like helping people
What's wrong with that
You say "Why not do both"
Because I don't like both
I'll join the military just to get away
Maybe I'll die honorably
You'll be proud
I doubt you'll be sad though
Not as sad as the people I helped along the way
Tomorrow might be another day
So what
Why should I do anything tomorrow what I can do today
Because then I have time
I don't have to get it all done at once
I can pace myself
Take a moment to just breathe
Then comes the onslaught
Why are you so lazy
Why can't you do one thing without complaining
When I was your age...
Why don't you ever stop talking
Stop muttering to yourself
Stop singing in public
Stop embarrassing me
SHUT UP ******
my tiny voice of
I'm sorry
I didn't mean to
Please I'm sorry
Tears stream fast
Marks flood my cheeks with red stain
It makes me sick
That you think to be good at anything
I have to be you
Or like you
I'm sick of it