Optimism 3.0?
Sure, come on in, the kettle is boiling.
Take a seat, rest your feet,
You're back, I see, here to pull at my sanity?
Let me humor you as I always do.
Oh this time, you mean it, do you?
This time it's the real thing is it?
Show me what you got, honey
While I pour you a cup of tea.
"Original skins and newer plug-ins,"
you smile so purely in my face.
"Attention span sliced in half,
Haunting memories will fade,
Loves that were lost, well good riddens!
Distractions galore, say no more,
You'll explore a whole new plane
That'll bare no resemblance to the same
Mistakes and heartbreaks
No you won't make them again!"
Is that all you got this time?
Won't you please, on my knees,
Let me be a cynic?
It has really grown on me,
I really can't go back...
Please stop tugging at my dress...
I'm sorry I embraced you so long ago.
How was I supposed to know
You'd haunt me forever...
You're like a child who I nursed for a while,
And thinks I'll always have the teet to bare.
Dear I never knew how cruel you were
Until I glanced away for the first time.
Now I beg you please release.
Come back later if you can't resist,
I'll let you in if you really insist.
Just another cup and be on your way.
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