Life you gave me lemons.
It was sour not sweet.
Made my mouth pucker up.
I looked liked a duck
Why life?
Why me?
You should be on my side.
Sometimes you're good
Then you're bad.
Then you're ugly.
Then you're annoying like a squeaky wheel
on a buggy.
But sometimes you grant our wish like a genie.
Like the small things, like doing a rerun
of the new episode I missed.
Finding a dollar on the street.
My mom coming home happy.
Then you slap me.
It rains when I walk home
I cried when my hedgehog died
You're bipolar and a pain
But I need lemons
To make my lemonade.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The last 2 lines, But I need lemons To make my lemonade., was amazing. Thank you for the great poem!