I am not another bleeding heart
There’s more behind my smiling eyes
I don’t know where to start
To explain this thing called life

I’ve tried and failed
More times then I’d like to admit
But I’ve never bailed
And I’ve never quit

By now some people would
Have given up all hope
That there is anything good
So instead, they sit and mope

I admit optimism is a chore
It’s full of disappointments
Heartaches and more
And every little dent
That comes along the road
Feels like such a hit
Feels like such a load

But still I believe
That the storm clouds will clear
And the tides of cynics will leave
And the pain will defer

A paradise awaits us there
With love and happiness as sand
With joy as trees and peace as air
And serenity as the land

The waves of reason try to sway
My optimism to falter
But my vessel, to the course will stay
And nothing will it alter

As the waves of reality heave
And try to rip my optimism apart
My sanity may leave
But happiness remains in my heart

With the world all around me
Quaking with skepticism
Crumbling in despondency
Flooding with pessimism

It’s not easy
To keep my little boat
From tumbling in the sea
To remain afloat

But when I see
A smile returned
And a day redeemed
It’s worth it to earn

When a frown is replaced
With a slight little grin
And there is no trace
Of the evil within

My difficult chore
And all of my disappointments
Heartache and more
Makes every little dent
That comes along the road
Not seem like such a hit
Not seem like such a load

With every passing smile
That is returned to me
Makes this worth my while
And sets me free