Hardly a day for misfortune

Spirits as high as the sun in the sky,
Feet planted firmly on the ground like the head on my shoulders,
Ready to take what's coming at me.

Except for one thing,
Which seems to be everything,
And unable to accept that,
Because I probably deserved it.

It's hard to match,
Nothing comes close to equal,
And maybe the opinions of others don't change,
Because their opinions still ring true like the words they said to you,
All those years ago.

So this is hardly a day for misfortune,
But this day many years ago,
Was a day for second guessing and doubtful minds,
Without as much as a thought of wishful thinking.

I am glad I am here today to be another beautiful human being in the big machine,
But maybe I don't deserve to be, this could have ended so many years ago.