I am not privileged
I’d rather be a poor fishers kid
I carry the burden of having to make it
I carry the burden to follow social norm
I carry the burden of suits and schedules,
of walking in straight lines.

We lie to ourselves when we call the western world privileged
These exact privileges are what makes us miserable

I’d rather be a poor fishers kid
I’d rather fish and gather my food everyday
Like we pray for
I’d rather enjoy nature every day

But instead we call ourselves privileged
When all we do is chase shiny objects
without realising what slips away
We call the western world free but no one really is

I’d rather be a poor fishers kid
I’d rather wake with the tide
I’d rather cast my net
than chase a clock.