Are you whining again?
My sad old friend
You’re hard to defend
With your whining again
Surely you must have
Something that’s glad
That’s made you mad
No? Forever sad
Just how you write?
It limits your sight
Try with your might
Don’t give up, fight
Nothing I say
Leads you to sway
This sadness today
Means whining to stay
© 2011 Michael Yost