When will life learn to be kind?
It's awfully hard to endure.
Just when I feel I'm steady
I return to being insecure.
Nasty little surprises
Always land with a wallop -
And so unexpectedly
Big dollop after dollop.
Staggering under the blows
Trying to discern my way
I'm gradually enured
To the pains coming each day.
But 'Do not be cynical,
Don't develop a hard shell',
And 'Learn to distance yourself'
Are the words I know too well.