Aren’t you exhausted?
Every single day, a new thing
You don’t like it that I get up early
You don’t like my hair
You don’t like the food I eat
You don’t like the clothes I wear
But what you hate the most
Is the very simple fact
That I don’t care!
Aren’t you tired?
Every single day, something else
You don’t like my music
You don’t like how I party
You don’t like the books I read
You don’t like my siblings
But what you really can’t seem to stand
More than anything else
Is that it doesn’t matter!
Whether or not you approve
I will not cease to be
And quite frankly it sounds like
You’re really jealous of me.