maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

Optimistic in Disguise


I don't see the world so bright
I don't dream the hope so high
Indifference is just too much
I'm optimistic in disguise

I loose my mind to fight
They never care I was so right
Stubbornness is just too hard
I'm optimistic in disguise

I don't need so shiny light
Your pride is no use in night
Loneliness is just too sharp
I'm optimistic in disguise

Your words hum like bees
Poison me to be not me
Narrow-mindedness is just too tight
I'm optimistic in disguise

Take your game and leave me might
Have no mercy to give a sight
The blood is just too cold
I'm optimistic in disguise

Submitted: Monday, December 01, 2008

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