Good vs. bad

Some days more so than others, I feel my faults and flaws stare me in the face. Some days I just can't hide my shortcomings. I can't push them down or create diversions to distract people from them. They're right there in the open for all the world to see. And I'm exposed for what I really am.

I feel like I've had a lot of those days lately. Like when I'm rude or curt or unfriendly. When my words bite or my actions give away a less-than-happy demeanor. I know immediately I've put something out into the world I shouldn't have. I know I've done something I can't take back. It's like it scrolls in front of my face, writtin in bold script, dancing before me, telling me I've acted in a way I shouldn't.

I want to be a better person. I want to be a kinder, friendlier, more altruistic person. I want people to see the good and not the bad. I want the good in me to far outweigh the bad.