it is not always us
We get the blame so very often,
Less life experience they say.
They think they're so much better than us,
because let’s face it we’re
merely children.
Pure and simple no worries on our mind.
But even when they scold and frown,
the blame certainly is not always ours.
What really puts them and us apart,
except hours?
The only thing they want is something we can’t reach.
Since we are us and they are them,
neither perfect nor willing to admit it.
And with time passing our differences shrink
our status molded into one,
the story repeats once again,
with the children of our own.
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