Self Hate

You sit alone And always think How life flew by In just a wink Those busy days What did they mean You wasted time That's what they seem You looked at others every day Ne'r a nice word did you say For them life appeared all sunny Sure you thought They all had money But no one one ever stole your wealth Yet squandered it along with health So easy now to spew out blame You take no credit for the shame Cash rich friends go out to eat A supermarket's your last treat Those lucky folks can go to shows While your few bucks On bills just flows You clearly saw your downward trend You clearly knew how it would end And now you're old You've met your fate Thank God There's no one left to hate