I Was Nice

A rhyming free verse poem

Today is the day I'm finally going to be nice!
I've decided I will no longer be as cold as ice.
I know it will be hard, but I'm willing to sacrifice
my hateful passions and provide some helpful advice.

No matter what, I'll grit my teeth and give a healthy smile;
never again will I open my mouth in the spirit of revile.
It's time I need to make right and hopefully reconcile
with all the people in my life whom I have beguiled.

It didn't work! They think I'm crazy; they think I'm sick.
This forced smile and civil speech made all into a critic,
and some just blew me off as being rude and caustic.
I can't believe this meanness of mine to be so chronic.

Today was the day when I was finally nice;
tomorrow I will reset and go back to my vice,
For when I'm nice I'm perceived as a cockatrice!
It seems my animosity and cold bites do suffice.