Staying optimistic is hard-fought,
it’s enough to make you overwrought.
So many people get off on your unhappiness,
which causes you to welcome solitariness.
Once you’ve been knocked down that low,
you start to lose that beautiful glow.
Now you are miserable just like them,
continuing that cycle postmortem.
We create our own devices,
in order to cater these new found vices.
More and more people struggle to be optimistic,
to ridicule them for trying is just sadistic.
Positive thinking people need to be applauded,
because this trait should be allotted.
Be yourself and be strong,
try to accept others instead of hate.
Because the more we get along,
a brighter future we await. ©
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