I am not.
Yeah, sure. you can borrow a mail  from me. you just have  to get me to smile so I can give it to you. and  I love  you poem. it's great. I think I might suck at writing at writing. oh well. who the hell cares what they think. it only matters what I think, right? Lol.
Moving and powerful. A good reminder to keep smiling; we cannot let negativity control our lives. We must spread goodness where we can - especially to those who desperately need it. Wondrous poem, this one.
Oh, so sad
                                     sad is bad 
                                    For my mind, 
                                    so why don't you go outside, 
                                    and send a smile,
                                     for sunshine,
                                    And when time has come, 
                                    the tears passed