Attitude Adjustment

Written by: E.J. Smith

My eyes open
Am I alive?
Yes, I decide,
Peering in the mirror,
I just feel dead.
I stumble into the kitchen
Seeking my morning miracle
But coffee doesn't do its job.

Back in the bathroom,
Make-up is futile and
To add to my misery
It's a bad hair day!

Checking the looking glass
One last time, I notice
That my clothes bulge
In all the wrong places.
Life goes on though,
And so must I
Although I'm ugly
Inside and out.
I stop at your hous to exchange our daily hello,
You look straight into my soul
Smile your perfect smile and say,
"You sure do look pretty today, Doll!"