Complaint

People have a lot of complaints against me,

I just hear them and sit dryly.

As I'm unable to make their complaints flee,

I only think what can I do actually.

My mother complains that I'm a useless,

My father complains that I'm a thief who lacks in trustworthyness,

My beloved complains I don't understand her,

My children complains I don't have enough time for her.

I listen to all their complaints silently,

As their complaints have full validity,

Except one, I don't have any complaints,

Why am I kept me alive to be everyone's complaint?