Poverty...

Your life is bad,
That's what you think.
Your parents make you mad.
compared to other people your problems don't rank.

A little girl wonders if she gets to eat.
She would devour her food, not throw it away.
He wakes up hoping he doesn't get beat.
Not a word he is to say.

They sit trembling with fear.
The noise of dropping bombs from above.
The jets are so near.
They just wish for peace and love.

As they sleep in the dirt,
They are so cold.
Meanwhile you complain because he's a flirt.
and get rid of something "old"

You live like a queen.
You rise and they fall.
As bad as your problems may seem
to some your problems don't compare at all.