"Why me"

A Poem by Tiandrabeauty

This poem explain not about person life but what a young teen would want to achieve in life...it is written in Jamaica patois

Why me..why me couldn't be rich..like Barack Obama and Roman abromovich... Why me..why me did affi born inna poverty.... Can't buy a bagjuice..much less a patty..why me...why me did affi born black... Make inn a the line them tell me say me fi stay a the back...is a reason.. And a very good reason to ..but my life naah go stay like this forever u mad........me want travel the world ..inna them big iron bird..me want go a dinner and eat with knife and fork... And inna the VIP section inna the parking lot my Prado me want park...me nuh want live down town...a France and Germany my 5story house me want own ..a foreign me want go caah me can't stay one place too long enuh.... Me want them call me Dr,professor, Ms or Mrs me want go a dinner and buy the finest dishes... A jacket suite me want wear go a work aid my glasses and my nice working pants or skirt .me want sidung round Desk computer and type the sumtin wehthem call letter ..me want answer telephone and say hello good day how are u...and when them say have a not a nice day me just reply u too ...me have a lot in life fi accomplish so me nuh have time fi siding and deal wid foolishness... U see me,me have a dream weh me affi fulfill so until... Me ago be the best me can be cause nobody can be me for me