My biggest problem is what to do about all the things I cant do anything about.
If you don't like my opinion of you, you can always improve
I could do great things, if I weren't so busy doing little things.
Why aren't you more grateful when I prove how wrong you've been?
The longer I live, the less chance I'll ever recover from what life keeps doing to me.
Life may have no meaning. Or even worse, it may have a meaning of which I disapprove.