Dry tears'poems

Fair

Life isn't fair for everyone
Many people gets the right amount
Many gets too much
The rest barely gets to count

Some works their but off, yet barely get a dime
Some slack off, and gets a million dollars
Those people work a different amount of time
So why do the slackers get the load?

This is why life isn't fair
To me it's because somebody, anybody
Wants to pull the other's hair
Just for their own amusement

To them, they have more power
Only because they have jingle in their pocket
And to the others that doesn't have a rich uncle
Probably wish that they have one that kick the bucket

To tell you the truth
I'm in a family that is loaded
I'm spoiled, especially for a youth
That doesn't mean that money can make me happy

Every time I hear about a good person doing a good deed
I ask myself "Am I a good person or am I horrible?"
For wanting to help, but being too lazy to even get out of bed
The answer was always "I am terrible"

What I hope someday
Is that I can be helpful
And to make sure that every day
A person has food on the table

So ask your self the same question
And ask yourself "Am I helping enough?"
For all the people in need
Because they are the ones having it rough

This is something that I think about every day. Good people deserve a better life to live. I have a friend who is one of the greatest people that I have ever met. She lived in a apartment her whole life. Her grandma and mom has to work all day. Every time we hangout and I offer to pay for something she tell me one of these two things:
1. You don't have to pay you already did enough. Or
2. I promise to pay you back when I can.
My friend is so amazing, she deserves a great life. Not just her... All good people deserve it. This chapter is dedicated to all the people that have done a good deed to make somebody's life shine a little more. Thank you so much for being a kind hearted person. Let's hope more people will be that kind and help someone in need in the future.