Shut your mouth and get in line.
No one cares you made mistakes.
No one wants to hear you whine
about the things they also suffer
that make you feel the need to cry
as if your tears could form a buffer:
life is hard and then you die.
Shut your mouth and keep on moving,
do the things you need to do.
What's that? Life has stopped improving?
It does sometimes, you fool. That's true.
Don't inflict your life on others.
You're not a child; don't try to be.
Don't cower underneath your covers --
I'll tell you when this works for me.