Optimism is taught
As though it's the
Hight of enjoyment.
To have a happy life,
Think glass half full.

But optimism
Is killing me.
I'm sure of it.

Because
I can hope
And pray
And wish for the day
That you come back to me
And you realize
I'm the one.

And
I can spend
Every day
Waiting for you.
I can waste away my life
At your door.

But
All the optimism
In the world
Can't make you do
What is not in your heart.

The glass could be half full.
Hell,
It could be
Filled up to the brim,
But that won't change the fact
That I'm not with you
And you're with him.