THE DEATH OF WHINING by Fiona Goodwin

The courage to live out loud
To be a shouter, not a pouter
To be a mender not a pretender
Who wouldn’t dream of taking the limelight
Who would stay in the shadows and whine
Pine for everything she never had
Weep for the tears she will forever cry
Somebody slap me already!
Gently, kindly, with laughter…
Show me the way out of here
Give me a hand
I’m ready to try something new.