Ungrateful

by Dark Elmo   Feb 2, 2006


I cried, I bawled. I hated you all.
The way you act, The way you smile.
The way you seem to have it all.
The way you laugh, The way you flirt.
The way you wear those skimpy skirts.
I hate the way you think your cool.
The way you treat kids in school.
They grades you get. The friends you have.
The way you talk trash
About your mom and dad.
I hate the things I've been denied,
That you complain on having.
A place to call home. A family to love.
You think you've done something
To be proud of?
Things you aren't grateful for,
You shall never need.
So I'll take it all away from you,
And give it all to me.

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