Mood swings come running towards me,
Doesn't matter if it is night or early.
Sometimes I feel angry,
Which changes into glee.
Sometimes I feel happy,
Which changes into gloomy.
Sometimes I feel day-dreamy,
Which changes into clumsy.
Is it just a hormones play?
Or is it just another dismay.
I wonder if it is normal or is it just me,
Does it happen to anybody?
Or to the doctor I flee?
In a split of a second I start to feel moody,
So many emotions it's highly messy,
Sometimes I just don't know what to feel truly!
20/7/22
Contently I gaze
upon marshmallowry fluff
formations floating
pass my daydreamy mind-space
of rapturous enchantment...
*Inspired by peaceful cloud watching....
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