Names Turned to Praise

I used to only have one

Person calling me names

But if I behaved

All the names turned to praise

From Idiot, pig, slob

To You did a good job

Of course I much preferred the latter

Though now I feel like the mad hatter

Constantly second-guessing

the love and blessings

I receive from everyone

When I make simple mistakes

Stones thrown as glass breaks

My heart starts to ache

Convinced that they hate me 

Because of my flaws

My brain starts to claw

At itself in a maddened state:

They think you're disgusting

Or stupid or mean

That means you should put yourself

Out of misery

But I'm not miserable

And what a silly reason to leave

When there's flowers to smell

Sunlight shown through the leaves

Of the tree of life

What a life

Not to just give away

For some stupid mistakes

For some human mistakes

No I think that I'll stay

And keep making mistakes

Like the ones of today

Present, future, and past

Because alas

Those negative names

Don't quite suit me