It’s actually quite easy being me,
the tree has leaves of hard work
but no struggle,
there are sleepless nights,
on breakups and exams
but on clean beds, 3-course meals
and intact roofs.
the peak of sadness is on my PMS
and packages of western countries
for dousing my boredom.
One hour of tedious class
is followed by a massage at the Golden Palms
or a mani-pedi at L’Oréal.
it’s quite easy being me,
if there’s a long queue,
all you have to do is
announce your surname
and showcase your fair legs.
Cleavage or hair flicking,
both will do.
shortage of oxygen tanks, beds,
remedesevir is the least of your worry,
take a flight to Israel.
Then you can plan a trip at
Daddy’s yacht.
At interviews, tell them
that you’re good at face reading
or even astrology
with or without a salwar,
doesn’t matter.
the world is your ostrich,
there are memberships to
every brand,
just make sure you don’t wear things
from a local shop,
every piece must be from a different
part of the world,
don’t worry, it’s not that tough.
Keep putting on selfies,
it will remind the people
that you’re from “that” category
where things are smooth,
ones bought up at the platinum
palaces.
And Men, psst, are the least of your worry
they will fall on your knees
before you pull off your mask,
they can see the gold behind you
and if you’re smart,
it’s just a bonus
but loyalty might last
till the big bucks do.
It’s actually quite easy being me,
all you have to do is
take a sound sleep
and wake up the next morning.