don't blame this on me

your depression 

your inability to stop yourself from falling in love with every girl who talks to you

your continual pessimism

 

don't tell me that i'm the problem

with my "eternal optimism"

and my "ignorance"

and how i live in "la la land"

 

don't come to me for help 

then tell me that i am an idiot

and that i need to wake up

and stop lying to myself

 

don't fight with me

because you are so depressed you find pleasure in dragging me down to your level

 

don't try to take my happiness away

to please your sadistic tastes

 

please don't do this

 

my eternal optimism isn't holding up

and the next time you try to depress me

to quietly shove me down into the dirt

 

i am terrified that you will succeed 

 

and you will apologize and offer to help

and i am even more terrified of that

 

because you are a disease 

and my immune system is weak