Me Versus My Heart

As every hand on the clock continues to tick
I realize the time is closer, but so far it makes me sick
My heart cries out demanding answers i dont know
"WHY AM I LONELY?!" "WHY DID HE GO?!"
What my heart fails to see, is times almost passed
"HALF EMPTY!! HALF EMPTY!!" He screms of the glass
Personally I see the glass half filled
Howeveer he acts as though that half will be spilled
"Come on! Come on!" I cry back "Times half through!"
"Keep Waiting Keep Waiting!, we'll make it me and you"
He looks defeated as though he know it the only choice
"I guess I'll stop screaming...I'll just lose my voice"
Finaly he sees it my way, That happiness will come
So we stop fighting, but still he looks glum
"Cheer up!" I say "Smile! Its almost time"
"Okay" he says "The future is devine"