Grow up

The weight is upon me
The force is quite strong

For you are the golden child
You can do no wrong

I have no road
For which to follow

You have no heart
Your chest is hollow

You were given the silver spoon
All got was a knife

If I didn't like what I was given
I could just take my life

That palace of gold
Was given to you

Everything you have
And all that you do

You're a boy in a man skin
Not adult but a child

You're described as mature
When in fact you are wild

You're existence disturbs me
You couldn't be true

You're like Santa or God
I've never seen you

Who would let you procreate
Put that demon back in

You being on this planet
Is most likely a sin

Us humans deserve better
Then starving and death

Then drugs and addiction
Or coke cain and meth

Your under handed and evil
You step on our heads

You tell us we're crazy
Shut up, take your meds

We're betten and brused
Dispite fighting the battle

Broken bones and all
Still back on the saddle

If you lived my life
And I lived like you do

You'd be screaming at me
While I looked down at you