Paroles de Analysis

I have somehow gained this reputation for being ever optimistic,
But every time i close my eyes that's the last thing on my mind.
I somehow betrayed this relationship between me
And myself that you see, and this was my responsibility,
And now i know and i wish it all away.
It's hard to admit that even i rely upon this tested
And true excuse that never fails to fail,
"i wish it all away."