Self Pity

Self Pity

Earthquakes, elections and princesses

Just some of today’s unneeded stresses;

Add to this a quite worrying health scare

Then you might understand why I despair.

On top of all this my PA is off sick today

And I’m struggling to locate a stand-in;

It’s past 3 am and I’m beginning to fray

Not feeling good, more like a has-been.

What the fucking hell will tomorrow hold

When I go to the hospital for a lung scan

Will it be good news, and I’m to be paroled

Or, will it be cancer, and I’m a dead man.

Oh well my life has a habit of doing this

Turning me over, then putting me down

One long struggle, always taking the piss

As though I’m my own prize fucking clown.

Despite being told not to buy into self-pity

Most often by people who lack empathy

This exercise has been cathartic and witty
And I’ll graciously take any spare sympathy.