Bag Lunch

I take my seat
people peering at what I have
What should I eat
I just sigh

I've waited all day
for my daily trade
chosing what will stay
and what will go away

I also fear what should go
will linger
and what I ask for will get a no
and I should always know

To just be happy enough
sit and bare it
I gotta be tough
It's really not that rough

Mom knows best, right?