Mood Ring
I sit here staring at a ring I bought today
A silly ring made of butterflies
It is to tell your mood
The colors are ever varying
but never seem to tell the truth
How can such a ring
be right when the colors say one thing
and my heart another
Which is the real feeling and which is the fake
Maybe I should just give it away
Copyright © Natalie Lekang | Year Posted 2006
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