I throw on my brand new pair of shiny leather boots,
Grab my custom Coach bag and I'm out the door.
It takes all I can muster,
But with a big smile on my face,
I look at my neighbor, tell her she looks great,
And to have a wonderful day
After I spent two hours last night
Talking about all that she does that I hate.
Then I get into my car,
The one that my husband keeps forgetting to start
Before he leaves for work
And after he gets the kids ready for school
Just so I can have another twenty minutes of sleep.
So now I have to drive in my freezing cold Mercedes
To my job that gets me everything I need.
I just can't help but feel angry.
When am I ever going to see some justice?

The day they took me away from Mom and Dad
Was the worst day I ever had.
It's true that neither of them were ever there,
And it's true that now I'm a lot cleaner, stronger, and healthier,
But that was the day that everything familiar
Was ripped right out of my hands.
Now, my new mom and dad take me around to all of their friends,
They tell them my story
And the praise never ends
For the people who stole me,
They get the all of the glory
While I'm stuck here wondering why my parents didn't want me.
When am I ever going to see some justice?

What would a flood of Justice look like
If we spend more time
Caring more about the bigger things in life?