Glass half full

Intro - glass half full is about desperately hoping to get better but finding comfort in the ugly arms of negativity. change is always scary and sometimes taking shelter in the pain feels a lot more familiar and safe than venturing out to find happiness, or even yourself.

look like a bad omen,

feel rather unwell.

I'm waiting for the rain,

even if it isn't a long spell.

I feel more dead than I do,

alive and blue,

I think I look the part, too.

I'm tired of half-filled glasses,

and difficult choices,

I'd just like to feel new.

I look like a bad omen,

feel rather unwell.

I'm waiting for the rain,

even if it isn't a long spell.

There are enough clouds over my head,

can't one of them just pour?

I'd like to get over the tedium,

I don't need any more.

People ask me why I look different,

and it's nice finding all these excuses,

I say things I never meant,

and do even more,

I think I'm a new person,

but not in the way I'd hoped.

Change is a strange friend,

there's comfort here to be found,

and while this stay is nice,

I think it was myself I'd wanted to find