The Angel On His Shoulder

I am a geniunely nice person.

I am kind and well mannered.

I am calm and I know exactly what I am doing with my life.

I see nothing but the best in everyone.

I am truly happy to be alive.

I honestly believe that the world is good and wonderful.

 

I wish it was all true.

 

What I described,

What seems like such a wonderful person,

That is not me.

But I'm trying...

 

I try to be nice, but habits are not easily broken.

I try to be kind and well-mannered, but some people just upset me.

I try to be calm, BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!

I try to see the good in people, but I still judge and can't forgive.

I try to be happy, but my past still haunts me.

I try to believe the world is good and wonderful, but just yesterday the world hated me.

But I'm trying...

 

The reason I get up in the morning,

The reason I greet the day,

It's because I'm trying...

 

Every morning,

I greet the day,

But the world still hates me.

Every morning,

I greet the day,

And nothing has changed.

Every morning,

I greet the day,

Because I'll never stop trying.

 

Every morning,

I greet the day,

And forget a bit more of my past.

Every morning,

I greet the day,

And see that something is slightly different.

Every morning,

I greet the day,

Because I'm trying...

 

The sky has been getting brighter.

I have been smiling wider.

And today I greet the day,

Realizing that yesterday the world didn't hate me.

 

Yesterday, I had friends.

Yesterday, I could smile even though it was raining.

Yesterday, a friend was my proud mama duck.

Yesterday was wonderful, magical, amazing, life-changing.

And today will be even better.

 

I greet the day,

I get up every morning,

Because I'm trying.

But also,

Because I'm succeeding. 

 

Because now I know that making myself smile

does not always help,

But sometimes it does.

Because now I know that few people

Will appreciate my awkward over-politeness,

But some people do.

Because now I know that my optimism

Isn't always right,

But sometimes it is.

 

Because now I know that people have hurt me so much,

But some people won't hurt me.

Because now I know that many people won't be my friend,

But some people will.

Because now I know that the world is not always a good place,

But that won't stop me.

 

I want to smile all the time,

I want to smile until my face hurts.

I want to love the whole world,

And everyone in it.

I want to only ever see the best in people,

To see the best in the world.

And above all...

 

I want to never stop being the angel on his shoulder.

This is why I greet the day.

I want to be a good person.

I want to smile and laugh.

I want to have friends.

I want to inspire and be a good role model.

This is why I greet the day,

This is why I get up every morning,

To be the angel on his shoulder.

 

It doesn't seem like much,

But I was trying so hard to be better,

And when he said that I was the angel on his shoulder,

I knew that I had succeeded.

 

This is why I greet the day,

Because I'm trying to be a better person,

And now I have proof.

I'm the angel on his shoulder,

And I now greet the day as a better person.

This poem is about: 
Me

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