It takes more than just lemons to make lemonade,
My fruit bowl overflows with them.
If there is nothing to sweeten the juice,
There is no potable drink to be enjoyed.
Perhaps you could stop telling me to make lemonade.
I am fully aware that I have a blessed life,
There is no one more grateful than I,
But I still feel sadness and pain.
Perhaps you could stop telling me to be grateful.
Just for a while I don't want to be strong,
I want someone else to be strong for me.
I want someone to take over for a while
And give me a break from caring for the needs of so many.
I know you want to set your empty cup on my table
Expecting it to be filled day after day.
I have done my best, but it is impossible to pour from an empty teapot.
Right now my teapot is empty
And if you don't allow me to refill it,
We will all die of thirst.
