by M. Woodhouse
I have the absolute worst life.
Don’t even think of telling me that
Tender mercies are present every day.
If you take a closer look
Loss and desperation fill this world,
Some miracles shine through every once in awhile.
Love and happiness don’t last, and
It isn’t true that
It all stems from your attitude and heart
True love and joy can be obtained
Only if one’s environment is pure.
It’s a myth that love exists.
Everyone agrees that
I have no jurisdiction,
And I will never in a billion lifetimes say that
My life is the absolute best.
(now read from the bottom up!)