isn't it ironic?

on the brink of existence
but living I am
on the brink of anger
yet as meek as a lamb
on the brink of hopelessness
with opportunities within my reach
on the brink of foreboding
with a generation to teach
on the brink of hunger
with food in hand
on the brink of intolerance
in this God given land
on the brink of boredom
too indecisive to achieve
on the brink of addiction
that I need drugs to relieve
on the brink of solitude
when I disperse with my friends
on the brink of poverty
won't get paid till months end
on the brink of exhaustion
too many hours to fill
on the brink of death
yet I'm not even ill