And it never has been
Life Ain't Fair
We moan and complain about little things.
We wonder why life doesn't treat us like kings.
We are ungrateful, we just want more.
We want to live high, like an eagle to soar.
The rich, they live like royalty.
While the rest face a poor reality.
We complain that we have so little,
While others suffer a life much more brittle.
So when you feel life's dealt you an unfair hand.
And you want to fight and take a stand.
When life bullies you, be like a child and get out of the sandpit,
Cause life Ain't fair, get use to it.
YOU ARE READING
UNSAID...
ŞiirIt is the things we fear saying out loud. It is the things we dread hearing. It is how we bear our souls, How we let the world know. It is Poetry.
