You said I deserved the big things in life.
Things like happiness
Things like winter walks
And good music.
But I’ve just been wondering
What qualifies me?
Why do I deserve the great big things
When I’ve never been that great?
That might just be the soil I grew out of talking,
But I’ve never felt in possession of the great big things.
I don’t think these tiny hands can even hold them.
So let me ask you again.
Why do I deserve them?