To wake up and still be able to put a smile on my face

Young child never going to win any race

The best part of me

All their words swarm in my head

Stupid, ugly, fat and annoying all these thing said.

Still I never was upset with what they said to me.

I can’t find the bad in them, you see?

The best part of me

 

Thirteen still with that smile.

All the bad words begin to pile.

The best part of me.

I will always see the good no matter what.

Even though they put me in a rut.

The words may sting me.

But a smile is always the key.

The best part of me.

 

Senior year with my same old grin.

Surrounded by all this sin.

It’s me the words smother.

Like a child being cradled by its mother.

The best part of me.

I can still find the light.

I can see it in my sight.

These people are hurting inside.

Their pain and anger collide.

I pull myself out of the dark.

I stare at them and make my mark.

The bet part of me.

I show them my smile.

Their faces turn pale like they ran a mile.

You can bring me down and make me feel pain

But my smile will never stain

Cause you will never bring me down.

For I see the light and never frown.

Those words escape my mouth.

Their smiles wet south

The light is all I see

And that’s the best part of me.