Tomorrow

When I was a child, 

they told me

not everyone's going to like you-

there's always someone who doesn't. 

I just never thought that someone would be me. 

I guess it's true. 

You can't please everyone. 

But one morning 

I want to wake up 

and not feel the weight 

of disappointment

sitting cross legged on my chest;

cackling in triumph

as I roll over

and pledge to start anew-

tomorrow. 

Because in tomorrow

I can be anyone I want. 

I can be successful-

I can be proud-

I can pretend I'm not broken

covered in the shroud 

of past mistakes.