Sometimes I smile

Every morning whenever I fight my way through the battlefield that is rush hour EDSA I try my best to smile. I smile to annoy people, to entertain people, and to make fun of the whole ridiculous shitty system.

There are mornings though that I don't smile just to smile. There are mornings that are truly beautiful that I just can't control myself from pulling my lips to a smile. I had long forgotten how to be a morning lark, but now it's coming back to me.

But sometimes I try to imagine what it would feel like to see a single smiling face in a pool of stressed scowls. Dare I hope that I make someone's day just by actually trying to be pleasant in the morning.