Fa Fa

Whistling through life,
not ever knowing which is right,
rather its the person you are today,
or the person you imagine when you look into the mirror.

You can't tell the difference of white to black,
Nor can you see past shades of gray that your world consists of.
You want more, but always settle for less.
You plead for simplicity and love,
but yell and fight at every passing moments.

I don't know why you do this,
but I can't stand it.
Can't you just be nice, and be yourself?

Today you're lovable,
tomorrow you're fake and mellow dramatic.
I wish someone could just say,
that you need to stop,
sit down, and see a therapist.

Fa Fa is what I have to say to you.
a simple meaningless phrase,
as is the ground you generally walk on.

Frustration meets a new height,
as does the irritation I often feel when you whine and complain, yet again...

Karma will come your way,
the same karma you steal from those more deserving of it than you.
I have friends that work for so much more than you do,
and receive much less from their efforts.

Please be content and grateful,
you are so much more than that fake persona you emanate.

Stop demanding
do more of the doing.

This goes to them,
the self entitled,
the self indulging,
brainless and superficial.
This stems from goodness you try to steal from others.