Hate My Life

Every day I say: I hate my life today. I wish I’d never say I feel such things and ways. But what can I do If it’s all too true? And when did it come true? I’m asking me, not you. There’s nothing YOU can do To change my mind Or change my life. I wish that it was true That ANYONE could do ANYTHING for me To change the way I see How much my life sucks, How very much I buck My terribly awful luck To hate my life so much. I feel I’ve lost all touch, Lost every bit of trust Things will ever change Since life’s become so strange. Indeed, it’s quite inane I always feel insane When I am not to blame My life has turned this way. The one who is to blame Is so much more than lame, Though I won’t state his name. I know you’d feel the same If your life was this way.