Personality Generality

A rare breed of optimism conjures these balloons

Knotted around my feet

I'm floating upside down

It's just that gambling sky underneath

It's a rare nature of pessimism that conceives this concrete

Fastened on like boots for slaughter

I'm drowning upside down

As like a savior I walk on water

I adhere to the simple starlight like songs and symphonies

In an ear and out the other

Like some age old wisdom from a mother

A rare brand of realism heeds;

A glass half filled

Shiny, glimmering crystal

It's just being spilled