Pessimist

This is why I’m a pessimist

Because nothing ever goes wrong

(it’s just what you suspect)

And life can’t really get to you

Since nothing’s a surprise

When the worst is what’s expected

There’s no reason left to cry

 

But I was a fool.

I took in false hope.

I got my spirits raised

Only to choke them out.

But don’t worry about me

I always know just what to do.

I’ll just go back to being a pessimist

and have no reason

to

dry

my

eyes.

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