Some people feel emptiness…
And seem to have no skill to develop happiness.

They rather close their shutters…
Then to reach out to others.

So they can moan and groan…
For being left alone.

They use any excuse
To refuse

Reaching out
Because everything they dislike or doubt

They think this unhappy stage…
Comes with age.

But most likely they were never happy
And have a history of feeling crappy.

The feeling comes from with in…
Never were they at ease in their own skin.

They were never willing to delve…
Into taking responsibility for one self

And changing habits as they get old
Don’t happen no matter what they are told.

Content they will never be
And from feeling sorry for themselves never free.

They dwell on their unhappy faith
And plan to remain dis-content at any rate.

Just don’t let the misery rub off on you
It is better to say…adieu