I hate my Good Life

A poem written for suburbians who feel their lives are hard, a show that grass is not always greener so to speak. I hope it is universal.

I hate my Good Life

 

I hate how my life is so good

And I am not happy

 

I hate how I got a loving family when others do not

And do not appreciate them

 

I hate how I got it so easy when others have it so hard

And I only complain

 

I hate how my family’s all together when others fall apart

And I only wish they’d go away

 

I hate how I have so much money when others have little

And I spend it on junk

 

I hate how I have so much free time when others have none

And yet I never seem to have enough

 

I hate how my life is so good

And I am not happy

 

 

Author's Note

Nothing to say for reviewers what you see is what you get.