Pessimism Used To Be My Nature 

Pessimism used to be my nature expect the worst and hope for the best 

Those were my bywords, my bylaws 

I never called it pessimism though I called it realism instead it was fatalism 

Now I look forward to the new day with optimism  

Knowing beyond the shadow of a doubt that there are brighter and better days ahead 

When it comes to people I struggle with pessimism still  

I guess I haven’t truly escaped its clutches 

It’s an ongoing battle one I’ll never truly finish but it’s one of the easiest battles I face 

To keep myself from becoming the person I used to be 

It’s tough though cause the worlds on fire 

Prompting me to become something of a forest ranger  

Hoping against hope  

Shouting from the rooftops that it doesn’t have to be this way 

You don’t have to drown in your pessimism which is what pessimism seeks to do 

To drown you in its infinite sorrows 

In its unspeakable depths 

It grabs you and tries to drown you in fatalism 

That’s why I turned my back on it 

Optimism tries to lift you up into hope 

And shows you a better way 

Yeah, pessimism used to be my nature so did hate 

And being an asshole 

But I’m not like that anymore 

I don’t want to go back down that road 

And changing my thoughts from doom and gloom to hope and joy is one way to do that 

Pessimism used to be my nature but not anymore 

Now its optimism even when it’s a struggle