Clue

Dear you

Don’t you have a clue

That life is more than you think

It really does stink

It isn’t fair

And it don’t care about your hair

Those popular styles

Are like piles

Taking up space

No such thing as looking you in the face

It goes behind your back

This is a fact

Life is tough

And you have had enough

But to bad

Be glad

Oh and get a clue