Things that don't go your way

When I first open your eyes in the morning, I feel a thrill, a patient expectation for things to go my way for once, but what do I get? All I receive in return from all my useless wishes, is devastating humiliation and sorrow. All I receive in return is the pinpointed opposite of what I wished in the first place. If there is an overlord of our world that wished for my misery, I would ask them what I did to them, to receive this treatment, this exclusion, and this affection all at the same time. I wonder now, if it was all just another lie in the course of my life.