My feelings have turned to hurt
They give me peace no more
I know they are from deep my heart
They are true feelings furthermore

They turned me pessimistic
And worse,the much I try to change them
I am defeated to feel optimistic
tell me, if my life shall depend solely on them.
Because if it depends,I am done

This reminds me my recent past
Where I was a decent guy
My friends knew I was excellent
They asked me on how to go
I wasn't proud to let them know
All the secrets I gave them,
Now,on my bed I lie in despair
Worried if my emotion is up to any good.

My feelings turned against me
To massacre my optimistic nature
And perhaps leave a corpse of a dying pessimist

One chance that remains
Someone to help me,
Like an assurance
If for once I will revive my success
And make it glitter than before

Still,i breathe
save me from dying early.