Daddy has six packs
While I have none to be proud with.
He looks like Lautner in his age,
Like a brother to me already.
Mommy has a lot of cash in hands
While I'm broke all over the month.
She shops non-stop night and day
While I count the days for my pay.
Big sister has a handsome husband,
He drives cars and a big company.
I only have two feet...lonely to death
And maybe is meant to rot there in hell.
Little brother is secured with the government
But he keeps on moaning and groaning.
I work sweat and tears in this tin mine
To ensure food on my table the next morning.
It is true that life is not fair,
But it's okay because I don't care.
I know the meaning of life
And I'm sure they don't.