Back When I Was Young

Back when I was young,
When I went to school
I had to walk uphill both ways!
Yes, Dad, we’ve heard it all before,
but today it’s different, different, different.
Today I made my own decision,
and I didn’t die for it, not really.
So I don’t care how long you stayed
and supported your mother, mother,
mother, I’m leaving.  As soon as I can stop
the beeping.  As soon as I get unhooked
from this machine, as soon as I’m better
and the drugs, drugs, drugs are out of
my body, I swear I’ll listen, listen, listen
to all your stories.  And I’ll learn something
this time, I promise.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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