Spoiled B****

One day I'm feeling fine,
Smiling a white teeth smile.
The next I'm falling down,
No grace, no style.

One day I stained the tiles,
With a red river so fierce.
The air seemed so still,
'Til with my scream it was pierced.

One day the sun rose,
And I was present to watch.
I was intoxicated this day,
Some drugs, some scotch.

And somewhere else in the world,
People were starving to death.
I was being a spoiled b****,
While babies took their last breath.

I cried my self to sleep,
Because life wasn't perfect.
I never even realised,
That I'm only one man's reject.

There's a world of people out there,
Who do nothing but try.
They got shot down continuously,
Mother's left to do nothing but cry.

So, why is it that I still sit,
And stare out blindly at the world.
Telling myself I've been wronged,
That I'm the world's unluckiest girl?