by Betty Stone

Created on: April 10, 2009

I have spent my life

with difficult people.

Happiness seemed foreign to them.

And their misery was spread

among us all.

How sad to spend your lifetime,

Being miserable and angry

at the world.

Drowning your sorrows

in a bottle or can.

Difficult people blame the rest of us

for their unhappiness.

They will not look into the mirror,

And they will not accept the truth.

That they,themselves, make their lives miserable.

Not their children or spouses,

Nor parents or co-workers,

Friends or strangers.

Life is too short and precious,

to let difficult people drag you down.

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