My Optimism, My Enemy

To most people optimism is a friend

But to me

It is an enemy

Which preys upon me

Blinds me

Tells me lies

Now it is time for pessimism to rise

Pessimism, realism, where's the contrast?

As long as there's optimism

My happiness won't last

The reason for this is simple

If I am optimistic then I am blind

To life which I must accept isn't kind

So what happens, happens

And what doesn't, doesn't

Even if it means that she won't like me

And if she doesn't then I'll have to live with it

Because by God

There's no stopping it