Stop being such a pessimist..

Every time the sun sets
... I know it shall be back
Even in the pitch black
...Purple will bleed to blue,

Stress and panic over small things
...But they will never last
They feel so heavy, unmoving weights
...But I'll find the strength to stand up straight,

People go and walk away
...Leaving in their place another face
I miss them so much it hurts
...But they're happier now I hope,

Imperfections blind my view
...But I'm going to embrace them anyway
I'm lost in this maze of life
...I can't believe I didn't think of this before

I'll just draw a map