Why Me

Why me? I have to clean my room,
why does it have to be so soon?
Why me? I never get to play,
or have my friends over to stay.
Why me? I have to shout and scream,
if I’m to get some damn ice cream.
Why me? I blame the teachers so,
for every day to school I go.
Why me? I have to do homework,
a responsibility I cannot shirk.
Why me? I go to bed at seven,
now that is not exactly heaven!
Why me? I’m told I must stay clean,
if not, where exactly have I been?
Why me? I’m only ten years old,
but I know nothing, so I’m told.
Why me? They should be made to see,
that all I want is to be free!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Wolf Avatar
July 25, 2019 at 3:49 PM
Great reminder here that while we look back with nostalgia on our 'carefree youth,' in actuality we were chafing away 'in prison.' I remember it well... Wouldn't want to be ten again for anything. Best wishes, gw
Thompson Avatar
July 25, 2019 at 3:53 PM
Me neither to be honest! Thanks for the comment Gershon. Very much appreciated my friend!
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