Thankful...?

What do I have to be thankful for?
The pitiful glances,
The slamming doors,
All that I see and experience,
Is all that I must escape,
That paid hate and penance,
The pain hidden behind my blue eyes,
Show a surprising lack of prudence,
Or maybe I'm thankful for my
Uncontrolled temperance,
My patience-
Just a semblance,
The fact that I have
No need for remembrance,
For I shall soon be gone,
Off on my own,
I'll be happy and thankful,
When I get to be alone,
And get to find
A place to call home.