Moodswing

  Yesterday I smelled some flowers...they drove me, quite insane
  I pondered their fragile beauty... finding it, quite inane.
  The flowers spoke to me in riddles, teasing my nervous brain
  The flowers taunted me with insults, increasing my endless pain

Why must my mood's swing so?
switching now from hi to low.
Moments of ticklish gladness
Moments of tormenting sadness

Why must my mood's change so?
I would surely like to know
Constant confusion and dillusion
Life as I know all illusion.

 Today I entered life's embrace, twisted smile upon my face.
 I see people's eyes and wonder, frightened at a dizzy pace.
 What do they want of me? why cant the just let me be...
 What did I ever do to them, that they might, bother me....

Why must my mood swing so?
Changing now from high to low...
Increasing mental paranoia
Decreasing healthy mental flow...

Why must my mood change so?
So happy just a sec ago...
Now will you tell me...Why?
Why I should not let me go?

 Thoughts of suicide pervade me...all the while I don't know why
 Thinking that you all might hate me...wishing me to slowly die
 The doctors now wont even see me, they all think I dont exist
 There is nothing more now for me...cautiously I slit my wrist

Why must my mood swing so?
My life's blood begins to flow
Mirror seems to fade slowly...
DO i really want to go?

Why must my mood shift so?
Now I think I finally know...
Life is just a two-way mirror
I Didn't really want to go.

-GWoP
F/īT