Whenever I hear them grownups complaining,
About what terrible bosses they all have.
Continuously complaints and endless whining,
Go and suck on a pacifier won’t you dad?
I hate the fact that grownups think they have it easy,
Well they don’t, I can prove it.
Working till their arms, legs and eyes bleed,
Like their lives depended on this.
Over some sort of complaints like “my boss sucks”,
Well, I can’t get enough of that from my mom.
My world is endless whining and I’m sorta outta lucks,
Just my mom needs some friends or is some.
Grownups think they have it easy well they don’t,
Just having a blast hearing their babyish whines.
I am only just a little kid and I don’t care no I won’t,
No matter, like how many of these good old times.
Go suck a lemon mom and dad,
Sorry for my harsh language.
I am proud of my parents I am,
My ears can’t be extinguished.
Purposely they whine assertively,
Killing my ear holes with endless cries.
Grownups think they have it easy,
My eardrums can’t take their whines.
Hold up a bit I have another known to be dropped,
Haven’t got a knowledge to be heard of.
Overdosage on endless crying and I can’t call the cops,
Like “9-1-1 what’s your emergency?” cops can’t get enough.
Killed by complete silence and over exhaustion,
Just can’t be so like my little brother Yosias.
Heating the house with just a small fire close explosion,
He’s like the best brother I ever had closed to awesomeness.
Having just close heatstroke and coughing up a lung,
Like “breathe man!” I yell at them out loud to an extent.
Overexposing my truest colors when I began to sing,
Grownups don’t have it easy, I can’t say that ain’t pretend.
As young as I am with a little brother aged five-and-a-half,
And I am nine, ain’t there a difference in our ages?
Just can’t believe I have no complete silence on my behalf,
Am I the only one exposing my truest differences?
Complaining parents can’t get enough of that,
I am not going to begin my day with whining parents.
Please oh Lord, make their days filled with excitement,
I need the endless whining to stop, I want complete silence.
Poetry