Optimism Poem by Eli J Tod

The reality
That should have hit me
Actually seems
To have passed me by
The thing
That should have brought me down
Oddly
Left me feeling rather fly.
I don’t know how the punch
Left me standing with a grin
When the pessimist in me
Knows that it will happen
Again and again.
My head’s still in the clouds,
I’m really quite alone
It’s with this senseless independence
That leaves me feeling so at home.
I suppose I shall be punished
For staying in my bubble
But for the life in me
I can’t leave it
I guess there begins my trouble.
It’s really not left up to me
I just wake up, and it’s what I see
A rosy hue to tint things red-
In actuality,
It’s what gets me out of bed!
If my bubble
Were to leave me now
I don’t know what I would do
What would keep my chin up
And help me make it through?
I cheerfully must admit
That there are days
When the happy glasses slip
Into a melancholy state I slide
Into unfamiliar territory
I don’t know where to hide.
My world
It seems to crumble
Alone with jagged tears
I stand among the rubble.
This is where
I find my true friends
Who help me put my world
Back together again.
My love
Who makes me laugh
When I feel
Like I’m in hell
My love
Who hands me back my smile
And promises not to tell.