I know I may be impatient
I can’t help what I do
And I doubt you would
Last a day, if you were to walk in my shoes.
The stress I seem to bear, is belittled with my
Attitude. And at this you may ask why.
Perhaps I’ll tell you.
School, chores, sports and clubs
All a high school thing.
But helping with my family
Is no tiny thing.
I wake them up and feed the cat
Basic chores if nothing else,
But they’re a burden on my back,
When time is flying by.
I need to do my homework,
Maintain a social life too.
I need to stop the drama
That’s alrighty started to brew.
I am just a teenage girl,
Nothing too extraordinary,
With an overachievers mind.
So I put myself to work, and
Though I may complain,
I would not trade my life
For another’s anyday.
