Dear Lunch Ladies:
You want me to consume this?
Processed meat and plastic cheese
Eat that disastrous meal?
Who do you think I am?
I must be another snotty kid standing in line to you
Privileged to a point it’s disgusting
But there is so much more
When I make a mess I clean it up
When I hurt someone I apologize
When I want something I say please
Because I was taught manors as a child
Weren't you?
Or do you not care enough, respect us enough, to use yours?
After all we are just a bunch of rich brats who play games on our iPhones all day
We apparently don’t understand how the world works
Sometimes it hurts to think that’s how you see me
We all have our moments
But witnessing a good moment is harder than it seems
You assume I am not worthy of your time
Or maybe you feel like you have no time
But if you can hear me
I say slow down
Stop
Smile
After all, studies show you’ll live longer with a smile
Let me know that you can hear me
Otherwise I won’t want to say please and thank you
How do you expect me to respect you when no one respects me?
We are the next generation
So stop feeding us crap