Finding Myself

 I try to be happy I try to be nice, I am not quite sure if just trying will suffice. Words unspoken, words I wish I hadn't said lead to regrets spinning in my head. Try to listen the next time I speak, the underlying meanings, that sometimes I leak. I hope for remembrance, I hope to forget, I'm not quite sure what I hope for just yet. See how I used to be, see how I am now, contrast, compare, and crinkle your brow.