I should have been born with a disclaimer,

Stating that I don’t mean to be a classic complainer,

All I do is whine and groan,

Constantly whinge and moan,

About trains making me late,

Buses forcing me to wait,

Rain making me soaking wet,

Bad luck causing me to lose a bet,

The wind messing up my hair,

The news making me despair.

Maybe I should take a step back,

And stop giving the universe a verbal attack,

Instead of spiraling into grumpy’s black hole,

 I should stop complaining about things that are beyond my control.