Half-Assed

Hold on to those moments,
Of content and delight,
Proof that you have the capability,
In times of doom and fright,

The brain is able to be a tool,
Of shelter in a gale,
Not to ignore the pounding wind and rain,
But provide an extra hammer and nail,

I know it's hard to see the value now,
With water rising up,
Get through this storm then take a look around,
For you may find a cup,

Scoop up water,
Only about halfway,
That's halfway to full, not halfway empty,
I know it's lame, but that's all I've to say.