Unfortunately I have no reason to complain.
I don’t use a gun,
My father is not a Trans.
I can be sure of be
With a mother that isn’t a bitch.
My brother isn’t a pervert drugged,
Impossible to reach.
I’ve a place, water and a big case,
Where my future is located.
I had a noble childhood,
Nor I tried to hang up a loop.
I have an education,
And insurances for any situation.
I’ve all the means, but then tell me
Why can’t I stop complain?
I’ve friends and some love,
And my hands lack corns.
I had everything I needed,
Also those that I didn’t.
I have my stomach full,
And hurts though.
I’ve all the means, but then tell me
Why can’t I stop complain?
At school I don’t concentrate.
What's work I can’t even explain.
My head is in somewhere-else place.
I’ve all the means, but then tell me
Why can’t I stop complain?
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