MY MISTAKE
Of all the mistakes I have ever made,
complaining was the first.
Of all the pain I have caused myself,
complaining was the worst.
Everything I have complained about,
I have had no chance to change.
For everything that I did not like,
was well beyond my range.
Everything I have complained about,
was either in the past,
or it was a temporary thing,
and simply would not last.
Complaining is negativity,
in its most destructive way.
It steals peace and happiness,
And even love can not stay.