Moody

In and out
Up and down
Our moods
Are a merry-go-round

I don’t understand
How I feel
I simply just do
How is it real?

Reality is strained
I think it could break
Just from feelings
Only fantasy could take

But there they are
Turns me this way and that
First joy is playing ball
Then sadness is at bat

Ah, nevermind me
My mood has changed
Give me a little bit
Again I’ll be rearranged

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No, I have no idea where that came from. Hope you liked it. See you next week.