Views of a pessimist versus an optimist

Very bad poems

Traveler
I am a traveler who walks From South to North,
Who travels East to West
While going forth,
To see what's next.

From rivers, mountains, and navy blue skies
To mystic creatures and birds that fly.
To singing crickets and playful foxes
Do truly cover up humanity's absences.

I walk them woods to bear the path of my own,
I climb these mountains to see the heights I can reach,
To do this all only alone
To see what else I can complete.

Out that Window
You know how such things cannot be described in words?
Some things can be admired for, envied for, or cried for.
And when I look out that window I can see children,
Playing, laughing, confident as if the world did not matter.
And having the time of their life as if there were no tomorrow.

But then as one peers through the glass window to the room I am contained in
I can see nothing but disappointment,
Most of the time I would be crying myself to sleep and waking up feeling nothing.
Scared to progress forward.

It is simple logic to say that this is the real world
And you need to pick yourself up and move on,
Because that is how life is!
Believe me I've tried.
I've tried and tried and tried but could never
Come to the fact that this is me.

Now people can either look at me in two ways
First off thinking what a pathetic person crying life is too hard.
And the second being a friendly gesture of kindness
All summing is to the meaning that you do matter.

Now let me explain at least my reaction to these two confrontations.
To start off on a more positive note
When certain people say such kind words, I smile, show my gratitude and all,
But as clichè as it sounds I'm still lost.
Failing, falling into this endless void of solitude and darkness
With all my inner demons screaming at me.

Every time I look at the mirror there is always one speaking to me
Saying your a worthless wreck who does not deserve anything.
I don't argue, don't scream, don't question at all,
But only take in the thoughts and listen in silence.

For the few people who disowned me
I would like to show my thanks and appreciation.
Frankly you have woken me up,
You woke me up to the truth from the lies
I have been with my entire life,
And I thank you for that.
So much.

Author's Note
Okay, so this is all I am going to be writing just to see your feedback and what I should improve on. Also I am NOT depressed I just like writing poems related to depression. I know my poems are not that good yet and I am still learning so if I can get feedback on what I should work on that would be great! And are you an optimist or a pessimist?