Life Much Like Poetry Does Not Always Rhyme Poem by Hercolena Oliver

Life has not been kind to me.
Unrealised expectations and unfulfilled dreams
seem to be commonplace in my life.
I have not made a success of my life.
Noone has ever truly appreciated me.
The little I had was taken away from me.
The knowledge I’ve accumulated has been to no avail.
People think I’m stupid and say I’m dirty.
There are those who hate me.
There are those who depise me.
There are those who slander me.
There are those who derive joy from my misfortune.
There are those who relish my downfall.
There are those who cherish my mishaps.
Peace, happiness, riches, love and good fortune
has purposely or unintentionally eluded and evaded me.
Oh, woe is me.