My Cup Has A Hole!!

They say to look at life

As a cup that is half full;

But, who are the "they",

Who came up with that rule?

However, I think that tonight,

I might give it a try,

Instead of just sitting

And having a good cry!

I am still breathing,

So I guess everything is OK;

And...I can still feel pain,

So I know I'm alive today.

The thumb still pops when moved,

The hip cracks when I walk;

But I know my tongue is OK,

Because I'm still able to talk!

Even though I'm black and blue,

That means the blood's still flowing;

And when water leaks from my eyes,

The nose needs a good blowing.

Even though I creak and groan,

And my parts ache a lot,

I still have a nice warm bed,

Not a damp cemetery plot.

But I might have to empty my cup

Into a sturdy bowl;

For the way things have been going,

I think my cup has a hole!