I have no life because I sit on my *** and play video games, or sit on a tablet and write poetry?
Because I didn't go to college and don't have a job?
You work twelve, thirteen, fourteen hours a day on a thankless job that isn't making ends meet.
Still paying off a college debt that got you nowhere, and a mortgage you can't afford.
You consistently fail to pay bills and never can afford some necessities to life, like insurance or a badly needed car.
You never call your mother because you think she thinks you're a failure, which isn't true, but you're too prideful to think otherwise.
You come home to a nagging wife and a falling apart house and failing marriage that you never fix because life kicked you in the ***** and you've never got back up.
You're cynical, uncaring, and downright depressing.

If that's life, I'm glad I have none of it.