If I could train myself to have people’s remarks
bounce off of me like rubber, instead of sticking to me
like blubber, it would not matter when I flubber.

If I could train myself to be happy with what I got,
instead of looking at what I’m not, I could give it
another shot.

If I could train myself to be more real,
instead of  worrying about how other people feel,
I know I would heal.

If I could train myself to wear a smile,
instead of feeling vile, I could go the extra mile.