A Poetic Rant

There's no need to tell people

Their lives aren't hard

Compared to the poor little children in Africa

You know what I say?

I say fuck you.

Because if you compare my life

To the people around me

My life isn't that great either.

So next time you feel

Like comparing me to

Someone halfway across the world

Just because their problems

Seem to be worse

Doesn't mean they make

My problems

Diminish in size