Sometimes I’m sad
And I think it’s all bad,
Sometimes I feel like nothing will get better
And the tears continue to make my face wetter.
Sometimes I’m so angry I could cry
And wish that I could die
And I use all my air to shout
And I feel that this is all life’s about.
Sometimes I feel ugly and fat
And like I’m not all that,
And I sit all alone in my room
Overtaken by a cloud of gloom
But
Then I remember it isn’t all bad
And life can be rad,
So I dry my tears and smile
And I do so for a while.
Sometimes I’m so happy I could scream
And life feels like the perfect dream,
I laugh so hard I cry
And I feel so high I could fly.
Sometimes I feel beautiful
And I don’t care if my belly’s a little full
And I remember I’m me
And there’s nobody else I’d rather be.
I am happy.
I am me.
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Comments5
nicely done
Thank you
A most uplifting piece. Good reading for those who are down.
So many write about their low times on here, refreshing to see your piece.
Great writing.
Thank you very much!
Right on, we are our worst critics and I think the biggest mistake we make is comparing ourselves to ideals and assuming the gap between our current self and the ideal is too far to bridge. We just have to take things step by step. Great piece.
Thank you so much!
Image, looks and appearance all shout a first impression. However, personality strikes a persona. Keep your head held high. Your appearance doesn't define your character.
Thank you 🙂
A great hopeful piece!
Thank you!
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