The Pessimist

What good does it do to hate everything in your sight?
I know your past-
Full of darkness and deceit
Can you not look back and find one time worth reminiscing?

Nothing ends well this way

There is so much more for you to hold;
So much more in store

So give up everything you call your own
There's such a better plan for you that you can't even know
Brother of mine, come home

Oh brother of mine, be still
Come home
Love can end this disastrous state
Come home

You'll reap what you sow
Make this count

Just like a serpent, he'll flash his his teeth
The venom calls to betray your newfound peace
Keep watch