We’re a breed sans hope.
Almost no understanding of the word.
“I’ll be an eternal optimist for both of us!”
Major Depression.
Cynical Skepticism.
Pessimism.
So used to struggle.
Fighting for barest survival.
There was no hope –
Only the grind.
Putting out fires,
One by one,
Amidst seas of flames.
Glass Half Empty (Better Than None.)
