I've found that people who grew up wealthy honestly don't know how hard poor people have it because they don't recognize the incredible leg up they've been given. Take a classmate of mine from Pitt: parents funded everything, so she never had to take out a loan; vacations annually to the timeshare in Florida for Thanksgiving, as well as annual trips to France and other Euro destinations during the summer; a new Audi as a graduation present; and a house in Sewickley (the rich neighborhood where a lot of our sports players live, as well as one of two neighborhoods in the city with a Porsche dealership) after some months of gainful employment. I feel like mentioning that her job would not pay even close to enough to afford the Audi, let alone the Sewickley house, if she had to pay her own way. Her hardship in life is deciding which book to buy next.
That's impressive.
For the most part, I think when you're a kid you just assume your life is what most people experience. Maybe you have one friend whose family has significantly more or less money, but you're probably surrounded by other kids in similar situations so that one poor/rich kid is just an outlier. Kids are dumb, too bad we all have to be kids and be filled with dumb ideas for the rest of our lives.