Being the eldest son is tough. You always bear the toughest blows From punishments and such. Parents blame you for everything But thirteen years of it? God.. That's just too much.
Sure, my sibling is cute, Smart, and headstrong too, But they're just such a pain sometimes. If there's anything to remember, It's that they're a selfish, stuck-up brat To the point it should be a crime.
My sibling has ruined my life. If only I just lived alone. That would honestly be great... I wouldn't have to deal with them Or hear another one of their whines While they look at me with hate.
I'd have my parents all to myself. I'd have time to finally relax And have peace like no other... I'd waste my time all day And wouldn't have to share my stuff, But I wouldn't get to be a brother- THAT is reward enough.
I sometimes think of growing up Waking early and brewing cheap coffee Pouring it in the same old half washed cup Exchange a cold shower for a couple bucks Trade happiness for a crooked smile I could walk to work, but I think I will drive instead Traffic is soothing Job security Misery becomes my amusement Local radio 8am Woman won a thousand medallions Two burnt down houses Stop short, ******* Now the coffee is on my trousers Half past nine Parking lot is packed Six block walk and twenty minutes of life I will never get back Hey look its Tim Tim is divorced with two kids Grown up stuff I guess I’ll just follow him in
it used to be that royalty treated everyone like peasants not much has changed though it has been re-arranged he who holds the money holds the power now listen kid, cause I know you've read the books and gone to school, but you must learn a new set of tools you have to be street smart if you want to survive the fact is if you practice we might just make it out of here alive