Compared To Some My Worries

Compared to some my worries to say the least seem small In fact I don't have any reason for to complain at all I could be one of the homeless without enough to eat And sleeping in a disused factory off of Poverty Street I am just another battler a stranger to renown Not one of the materially successful who live on the wealthy side of town With never enough of money just struggling to get by Not one of life's successes to me has to apply Big Brothers many disciples are imperfect and judgemental as a whole And for everyone they do know of they do have a pigeon hole But they don't pay your grocery bills your mortgage or your rent On summing up the worth of people their idle hours are spent But of the judgements of the judgemental why should I even care Since of happiness and good luck I do know of my share.