Quit'cha Complainin'

[BookBeauty]

When I wasn't
I was
If I didn't
It's because

I should've
Maybe I wouldn't
Even if I wanted
When I couldn't

I'm trying,
But it's hard
Like swimming
Through lard

It's heavy,
It's that
Unrelenting,
Unending fat

It pulls,
And it pins
So I'll grow
A set of fins

And quit complaining.