F U Kids!

F U kids who are entitled and think money just falls from the sky

You ask for rides and material things

But scoff at an invite to do something that seems “uncool”

You have nothing but rude words to say

Unless you need something

And then it’s a please

And thank you

And I’ll think I’ve done

My job right

An eye roll

A snotty

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How do we keep going

How do we not ring their

Little necks?

After all we gave birth

To these innocent creatures

We wiped their tushies

And thought they were the cutest

We went through the terrible twos

And tantrums at 3

And thought things

Were starting to look up

We cried when they went off

To school

And each year was just as hard

Until now when all they

Do is push us away

Like our uncoolness

Will rub off on them

Like we have some type of

Contagious disease

Like only their friends

And what their friends think

Matters

They expect

They tolerate adults

And they know everything

I know I was this kid before

And how did I actually

Believe I knew more than

The adults around me?

They seemed so dumb

And out of touch!

And here I am

So cool in my own eyes

But a total doofus

In my kids