is no way
unless you enjoy
the terrible pain
of waking up
the world can be
my mom used to always tell me i was a pessimist. one short-lived boyfriend labelled me a fatalist. however, i have always believed myself to be an optimist
or maybe more accurately, an idealist.
which leads to an amazing amount of heartbreak
resulting in black moods
hence those former diagnosis, i assume.
how does one expect the best without turning into a seething mess of disappointment?