The Right to be Grumpy

All the best to positive friends out there who have things figured out –
I need to let you know I’m rebelling
because being cheerful all the time isn’t working for me.

I reserve the right to be
grumpy
surly and ill-tempered; discontent
Sullen, irritable
and a grouch
Bad-tempered, crabby, cross, and fussy

I am not enlightened –
I am human
fallible
imperfect
and I feel cranky from time to time.

It does not help for you to tell me to smile.
I gotta express my meanness for awhile.

Sometimes I’m judgmental and critical
and I have a love/hate relationship with myself –
Some days I can’t do anything right
some days I think I’m pretty damn nifty.
The most I can say for me is –
I’ve always meant well.

Today I stand up to say –
I claim my imperfections – every one of them.
I don’t care about the looks I get
Or if people tell me I should do better and be better,
To play nice and be good.

I’m tired. I’m getting too old for pretending.
I reserve the right to feel grouchy
Until the time I don’t feel grouchy anymore.

Even though nothing else in the world is mine,
My feelings belong to me.