A Walking Punchline

There are things my parents didn't tell me.

And now I wish they had..



Like,



You can be good, and still be treated badly.

You can be friendly, and still not have a friend.

You can never give up, and still not be the winner.

You can tell the truth, and still be called a lier.

You can be an honest person, and people still won't trust you.

You can have a positive outlook, and still have bad things happen.

You can be attractive, and still not have a date to the dance.

You can be kind and giving, and still have people hate you.

You can work harder than the rest, and still make less money.

You can be the best worker, and still not get the permotion.

You can hope and pray, and still not get what you want.

You can give your everything, and still not be appreciated.

You can be loyal and loving, and still get cheated on.

You can be a good husband, and still get divorced.

You can be attractive, and still be made to feel ugly.

You can be surrounded by loved ones, and still be lonely.

You can be the most giving person, and people will still steal from you.

You can obey the laws, and still have legal troubles.

You can work 3 jobs, and still end up bankrupt.

You can be a good father, and still have your children hate you.



I wish my parents had told me these things,
but I can't bring myself to tell my children either.


Lately when I tell people about my life, they seem to be poised
as if waiting for the punchline.


It's nice to meet you...

Here I am...