The world around me is big and bold
But, all I feel is small and cold
There is never a fairytale ending
No godmother with a magic wand to grant your wish
Life is a cruel mistress
She does not give out free favors
Every man and woman must earn his or her keep
They must guard it night and day so as to never lose it
Life takes all
But Death gives you sweet relief
(No I'm not writing this because I'm going to kill myself or anything it just kinda popped into my head)