Broken Optimism

Laughter fills the room
Everyone seems to be enjoying the day
But not him
He is in a corner thinking away
His eyes are focused
He is no longer in this world
He has entered his
Where nothing is ever what it is

Tap him and receive a blank stare
Like he’s looking through you
You can never know how he feels
Do you even know what he has to go through
He thinks about the life he lives
He sees that Live backwards is Evil
Hmm, now what does that say about life?

When you turn things around
They get a different sound
A different meaning
But why can’t he turn around bad
And get good
He would if he could

Look at the pain in his eyes
They tell no lies
They are filled with why’s

Why fall in love only to get your heart broken
Broken into so many different pieces
Pieces that you allow no one else to help mend
Mend back into something that can again love?
Why attempt anything when there is a chance to fail
Fail so horribly that you never again try
Try to get what you can never have
Have to be crazy for making the same mistakes over and over

“Smile, everything will be alright.”
Yea…right
If he could choose
He would never have anything
That he could lose

Life made him
Change from being Optimistic
Now when happiness comes
He rather opt to miss it

Jumper

I’m hanging with Loneliness at the edge of Mount Uncertainty
Down below I see Opportunity pass by
We catch each other’s eye
At that moment…I believe I can fly
I get ready to jump…
But my shirt is held from behind
Experience reminds me that I’ve been here before…
That we agreed…that I wouldn’t come back anymore

Logic tells me that I know he’s right
I do…
But all I can do…
Is look down at Opportunity and stare
Security tell me it’s much safer up here
Just then…
Optimism joins Opportunity
Looks up and stretches out her arms
Says “Have no fear my dear”

Pessimism takes hold too
And says to ignore her evil twin
Poetry looks on from the sideline
Folds her arms and says
“He can jump for all I care
Either way…I win”

Love says that she’s surely catch me
Pessimism shouts how can she
If she’s blind
Logic just pleads for me to use my mind
“Think things through
Is this something you really want to do?”

Opportunity looks up and says
“You know you’re gonna miss me
So act swiftly…”
Experience says that there will be more to come
He says that Opportunities are a dime a dozen
Like fish in the sea
Flowers under the sun
Opportunity snaps back
“But damn, don’t I look like a good one!?”

Pessimism shouts back that any wolf
Can dressed like a sheep
For a moment I forget about Loneliness
He no longer makes a peep
Meanwhile Cupid packs up his assassin’s bow
And gets ready to fly away
His arrow lodged in my side
Security bows his head in shame
For letting the intruder ever get in
Poetry looks on from the sideline
Folds her arms and says
“He can jump for all I care
Either way…I win”

Love shouts for me to come with them
Experience and pessimism both respond
“No way!”
Logic adds “You’re facing the wrong way…”
Opportunity says that if I don’t come now
She may never come back
Then it’s Logic I look at

I guess standing so close to Pessimism
Wasn’t a good idea
Because now he’s having doubt…
He says nothing…
As he searches for the truth in what she’s talking about
Experience slaps him upside the head
Tells him it’s a lie…
“You said it yourself one always comes by
So it doesn’t matter if he runs”
Opportunity snaps back
“But damn, don’t I look like a good one!?”

Pessimism says that he’s seen better
Optimism responds that I can’t let her get away
Logic says don’t be a fool
Love says she’s leaving with Opportunity
And they’re leaving soon
Loneliness just stands there looking blue
Experience wonders why
This is a predicament I always find myself in
Poetry looks on from the sideline
Folds her arms and says
“He can jump for all I care…
Either way…I win…”