I remove my face
though I know full well
then when morning comes
I'll have to put it on again;
paint on a smile
look myself in the mirror,
in the eye,
somehow convince myself
that it's all worthwhile
and I'll believe my own lie
for another day
as I walk the same path
I did yesterday
but today is the day,
Dr. Seuss said so.
"98 & 3/4 % guaranteed!"
I'll be the change I want to see in this world!
But how can that be?
No matter what I paint on,
I'm stuck being me.
So when you pass me on the path
we both walk every day,
don't forget to greet me
with a smile and a wave.
You may not see
what I know to be true:
My bright, vibrant smile
and love-life-attitude
are the result of an hour
of pep-talks and rouge.