Our Problem

Maybe the problem is
We don't ever have to fight
Because when it's dark out
We've got a flashlight

We've never had to burn
Had to try for more
Because when we get up to leave
Someone's holding the door

We've never had to risk
And lose it all
Because when we don't find something
We put mom and dad on the call

We've been handed everything
The world on a platter
We don't care anymore
Because nothing matters

If you break a cocoon
To help a caterpillar fly
It grows to be weak
And the butterfly dies

So we are the kids
Who won't ever get to the moon
Because we were all born
With a dozen silver spoons