Expecting the worst.

I think that just by living I am corrupting the whole world. But I don't feel bad about it. Because I'm obviously meant to be here so any and every piece of damage that I cause was meant to be. It isn't all good and I feel bad for that, but I like to think that some of the damage is good. Can damage even be good? I hope so or else I'm a fail to the world. I'll try to stop being that. I'm changing for the good (again) but this time I swear it will last a lifetime.

I'll swear less and encourage more.

I'll think through my ever decision.

Even what to say and type.

I'm making amends with all of my enemies and those I've wronged.

I admit I was wrong and apologize.

I'm telling the truth as much as possible

and lying a lot less.

I think about more than just myself.

Well, I'm trying to.

I defend the weak and build them up.

I laugh less at the expense of others.

I'm honest with my feelings and do my best to honor them.

I'm writing happier lyrics

and not feeling sorry for myself.

I'll be empathetic and less apathetic.

I'll feel for others and try to solve their problems

even before I attempt to solve mine.

I'm trying to be a man.