Getting Dressed

I can never decide

 if I am a failure

or a success. I feel

good some days 

and other days I feel bad.

I would tell myself not to use

words like good and

bad, but I'm lazy 

which might explain

my inability to reach 

a conclusion. In conclusion,

I dislike everything 

about myself including

this poem and it's little

tiny hat that I put on

here at the end.