I am poor
And I know what they say, it's the blessing that count
Well I'm poor in blessings too
while you go on your vacation, on your cruise
I eat ramen in a dingy old house that lacks AC
and ya know summers here are brutal..
Everything that rouses excitement to buy I simply can not.
You can though.
And you show your prizes with your smiling face
That smile, whitened and straight from braces
well my teeth are crooked, my skin is bad
Those cute clothes you wear, well mine has holes, are ill-fitting, and I've had for years
So how do you look cute without being able to afford the things that make it that way?
You CAN buy confidence, but the price is too high
So in all your pictures you flaunt your good fortune
While I scowl, and never take pictures of myself
But you don't notice that.
All you can see is how very blessed you are.