Life owes you precisely nothing,

The exact amount it intends to pay out,

So don't set your heart on the, "Fairytale,"

You're most likely not in with a shout.

 

Don't torture yourself every day,

With how "better" your life could be,

Just praise all your blessings 'cos it's quite depressing,

When you want more and more endlessly.

 

Give thanks for your home and your hearth,

However humble it be,

For three square meals, the sunshine, the fields,

And the love of your family.

 

Life promised you none of these things,

They are not laid down as your right,

Your friendships and kin are something you win,

By enduring this challenging fight.

 

So don't set your sights on the, "Fairytale,"

Give thanks for the gifts you've compiled,

As an adult, treasure the things you've achieved,

Don't wish for the, "Dreams of a child."