people in life are like shoppers

Maybe life is like being a needy shopper
eye's peeled open for that which they seek
standing in line till the forefront
because it's a '' have to have '' '' need this '' kind of world
a world in which people see, grab and wait in line
until the need and want is theirs

we use our skills like money given to a cashier
exchanging what we have for a needed product
some are rich, some have lots of money
so how the hell can they miss out
what have they to whinge about ?
whinge, whinge, whinge
i managed to obtain a boyfriend and true love
but for one weekend he is not here for me
oh no, no ! disaster!
i have managed to achieve, gain, succeed
and yet i still moan , about nothing! about something trivial

you see the girl at the back of the queue
the girl who is never able to pay
she is fed up to the backteeth of waiting and waiting
she cannot give enough to the cashier
lacking in coins, cheques and notes
the cashier is dismayed because she cannot pay

why is she even in the queue? because she cannot help it
a human being just like the rest ahead of her eyes
unable to take home and keep
frustration, jealousy at all the paying shoppers
whilst she is left behind in the back row
standing in the queue like a dumb idiot
odd one out, a poor person without the money for life
who cannot succeed and give to receive
who loses out most of the time

she walks to the front of the queue , is told to leave
walks to the back and cries
stupid dumb line with annoying and greedy people
with everything and more in their basket underneath their nose
smiling gleefully knowing all will be theirs
rich successful people with so much money and more
so many helpful skills and necessities

i have two baskets and they are heavy loaded
with self confidence, a fantastic social life, a job of my dreams
independence, mountains of self love
but i dumbly cry when i reach the front
crying in front of the cashier , she just thinks i am stupid
not understanding that i do not want to pay

i am tired of waiting to pay, i just want
no more waiting, frustrations or waiting to be rich
she just laughs at me and i ask her
can i leave without paying , i am tired of waiting to be rich
i have needs and desires to
they are not the only one's who deserve
so please allow me to leave this shop
with the contents of this basket in my hand

please let me because i feel like i'm going to scream
i have waited too long
can you not see the pain on my face
at not being allowed my wishes
be kind, do not make me wait anymore
when i've already waited so very long