• I always wore a grumpy frown on my fragile face
    I stomped around from place to place
    My face never showed a smile, not even a little bit
    And then after a while, I started throwing a fit
    My mom said to stop acting like a fool, I told her I learned to do it at school
    She replied at school they didn't teach me things like that
    She also said to stop being a brat
    I told her my friends taught me and so did my paster of youth
    My mom said we'll wait and see who's telling the truth
    I knew I would get caught and so there for I should stop
    But apparently her mind faught and it couldn't take it so she blew her top
    She yelled and sarted crying, and I realized my frowny days were misrable
    And that's when i relized I was being such a bull
    I was making my days all bad, like a fox in a chicken coop
    What i needed to do fast was have some Attitude Soup
    I needed to change my attitude, and make it as I should
    Because the only way my days would soothe were if I made them good
    I needed to be kind and choose what my days were like
    Because I control my mind and my way of life!