What You Know

You think that you know
But you haven't a clue.
You've never had to go
Through the things I've gone through

You try to tell me
That you understand.
You act like you know,
But you never can!

Your sheltered existence
Could never compare
To the life of resistance
That I find so unfair.

I'm not whining or crying,
So don't get me wrong.
I'm just sick of your lying,
As your life glides along.