I close my eyes, afraid of death, but glad that I’m alive
My house is small, my money spent, but glad that I’m inside
I hate school, the source of stress, but glad that I can learn
My spouse appalled, I’m such a mess, but that’s none of your concern
Sometimes people come to me and say “You’ve got it good!”
I guess they’re right, blind to plight, I am misunderstood
When I feel hurt, neither from a push nor from a shove
I find the diamond in the dirt, I’m surrounded by love.